On the day where we would make our way back home, we took a rather long walk (i.e. 30mins) to the Sunday Market (along Jalan Satok). Although it was quite a distance from the city, it is worth a walk on a relaxing Sunday morning. Along the way, one could also pop by into the interesting Kuching Mosque (at Jalan Market) and the Muzium Islam Sarawak. (along Jalan P Ramlee). When we were there at about 9.30am, it was absolutely packed with local residents buying groceries for the week. In here, one could get anything ranging from a nice skirt, a barbequed fish to a live chicken!

Just before we headed over to the airport for our flight, we crossed the river (again) to the northern side to buy some Kek Lapis or Kuih Lapis (Rm10 or S$4.35 per a 300-gram piece). Originating from Indonesia, it is a kind of layered cake (steamed rather than baked) consisting of thin alternating layers made of butter, eggs and sugar, piled on top of each other. As each layer is laid down and then steamed separately, the making of a Kuih Lapis is an extremely laborious and time-consuming process (it costs S$45 per kilogram in Sillypore). Anyway, the ones sold here are rather attractive with its rich colours and different flavours (e.g. coffee, durian and watermelon). Perhaps I prefer just the simple (and original) buttery Kuih Lapis.

It was especially surprising for a traveller to step into Kuching and discover its high standard of cleanliness (it is one of the cleanest cities in Malaysia). While it lacks the buzz which cities in Peninsular (or West) Malaysia could provide, Kuching offers a lot more serenity coupled with the modern comforts (perhaps it is a good place for retirement; afterall, the jungles are just an hour away). Although the culture may vary slightly (seems that people here speak more Iban or English than Bahasa), both the West and East Malaysia are united under a common political government (with the central control in Kuala Lumpur).

As a conclusion, the main objective for this short trip was just to enjoy a long weekend away from the busy Sillypore. Without any major surprises or hiccups, the objectives were certainly fulfilled as we had a good rest. While we could had done alot more (even the taxi driver was complaining about us not going at least to the Sarawak Cultural Village), the various days of aimless walking in a slow-moving (but definitely not lazy) city did serves its purpose. I suppose holidays could never be fulfilling if one is not contended with anything. Perhaps, this is already good enough.