Whew. Gawai is fun (sort of) even when I went to only one house. Other friends went back to their respective kampungs, so the streets of Kuching is a little bit empty. My host (friend, not server) wondered why her dogs were silent, since whenever a stranger came the dogs are sure to bark out loud. I noticed that they are friendly, wagging their tails and sticking their tounge out. While I was climbing the stairs, one came near me and started sniffing. I held out my fist (with my thumb tucked in, just in case) and s/he sniffed it. That does the trick. My friend's girlfriend (three of us on a Gawai visit) eyed the dogs warily.
Had fun, even when all we did was sit on the chairs and talk for two hours. I was getting high on two glasses of Vanilla Coke, which I don't really have a good opinion on because I prefer the original, 'classic' Coke. They have lemang, chocolate cakes and things that you can find on a Hari Raya. Managed to scare my host by asking whether her father was a police/soldier, in which her reply was 'yes'. I remind myself not to put any picture with uniforms on them in the living room.
Tasted tuak. More like 5 ml of it. I drunk it without tasting it. Burned my throat a bit. Instantly, a warm feeling started in my head before going down to the rest of my body. My friend, L (the one with a girlfriend) took less than what me and his girl had. I'm driving, so logically 5 ml is enough in case of a police road block (which multiplied during festival season).
I tasked myself with driving L's car while he and his girl sat in the back. I can hear giggles... well, my task is driving, ya?