Crimes of our neighbour.

News reports had been fast and furious when it comes to reporting about crimes in our neighbouring country. Such negative news have perhaps been blown out of proportion.

I took the risk travelling into Johor Bahru on Sunday. I seldom wander across the causeway alone mainly due to the fact that it is a long ride up north. Laziness and dread of the well known CAUSEWAY JAMs are the usual deterance for me to take such trips.

This time may be slightly different. I was rather determined to make it across and hopefully make it back in one piece. (Which I did.)

Started the journey at 10 a.m. I managed to clear the dreadful customs checks within 30 minutes. THAT WAS FAST!

I started to wander around the place. Judging from the way I was moving around, Many can see that I don't really know the place well or even know the place at all. Other than the beggers along the street, the place is pretty much ok.

I decided to take a cab up to this place call Holiday Plaza. The place famous for its pirated games and DVDs has been around since my secondary school days. It is still packed with Singaporeans and Locals. It took me a while to finish touring the complex. So far so safe. No one have pointed a knife at me yet. Perhaps it's because I was only dressed in a pair of Bermudas and a Nike T-Shirt.

Next I decided to take a cab to Pelangi. I was told that it has became a ghost town. So it is. Perhaps it's due to the new shopping malls nearer to the causeway. This place is slowly forgotten. I couldn't find what I wanted there and so again I took the cab back to the causeway. Still no one took any interest in me.

I decided that I should take a stroll back to Singapore instead. I made it back alive and alone. I have not been robbed or killed at Knifepoint. No one was really interested in robbing. However what could have killed me is perhaps the DUSTY air from the traffic when I made my way back along the causeway. Maybe it's because I did not flash a posh looking sports car or flint any Gold, Platinum or Titanium credit cards or big wads of cash. All I had on me was 20 Malaysia Ringgit.

I would love to go back there again.

Sign,
Tennas.

P.S. There are no pictures in this post as the author is a coward and does not have the guts to take pictures when he is alone.