Wanton Mee Town

Having heard so much about his hometown, his dad's factory and the little kids at home, I finally got a chance to see it for myself over the Easter long weekend.

The town centre reminded of Singapore in the 60s. There were no shopping malls. Even brand name hyper-marts were nowhere to be found. Single-storied zinc roof houses were still common, while Ramly burgers continued to be sold over little makeshift counters beside the road.

Without the Internet, cable TV and other city luxuries, the pace felt leisurely. We stayed in to watch DVDs with the kids as it rained the entire afternoon. The peace was only occasionally broken by his little 2-year-old nephew.

Surprisingly, I felt quite comfortable.

What struck me, was just how different life was in this little wanton mee town, as compared to our big, shiny city filled with tourists, people and distractions. Amazing how that kampong boy and I became classmates, lab partners, JC sweethearts, exes, and finally a proper couple.