Unplanned Trip: Brunei Darussalam

Salam

It's Brunei!

We planned, Allah plans... and Allah is the best planner. Alhamdulillah.

We planned to attend a wedding reception in Miri however due to unforseen circumstances, we need to change the plan. Tickets were bought, all arrangements has been maade, therefore to cancel the trip is a mere waste. We decided to visit the neighbouring country, the Islamic State Brunei.

We arrange for rental car. A small Axia is more than sufficient. We met the owner of the rented car at the Miro airport, a young lad doing this rental car business as a part time job to his technical job with an oil & gas company. I salute these youngsters who are very creative and productive in making a living. We told him that we are going to Brunei and he gave us a copy of the car's documents to ease our journey.

The drive to Brunei was a pleasant drive. We were just strolling not speeding along the way to Brunei. The immigration post at the border was small, after handing over our passport for record, we cross the border. There were scarcely any cars at the border for a Saturday morning. At the Brunei immigration we fill in papers for cars registration and drove peacefully and blissfully. The driving presents a green scenery.

1st stop - Jerudong. Had Nasi Katok for a dollar per pack. Sufficient to satisfy ou hunger pang.

Second stop is the famous Masjid. We head to Masjid Sultan Omar Ali Saifudden. Performed our solat Zuhur and Asr. An old masjid but well kept. Tidy and clean. Even the toilet is clean despite the old look.

Walk around the Bandar Seri Begawan city center. Offices are about to close. A very quiet town after office hours. Met a kind samaritan, he adviced us to go to Gadong. As Maghrib was approaching, we stopped at Masjid Gadong. A beautiful Masjid. Many patrons to the masjid. Alhamdulillah. Then to Pasar Makan in Gadong. Many local and Msia delicacies. Bought our dinner there.

Morning... Tamu Kianggeh. Selling all the local needs. Grabbed some souveniors as a mark of visit.

In Miri... zohor and asar at Masjid AtTaqwa Miri.

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