One of the selling points of my moving to Mountasia was I would live less than 3 miles from the equator. I made plans to post pictures asking which hemisphere am I in. I was going to do the spinning water in a glass trick and watch it change directions once I crossed. I was going to mail postcards from the other side of the world. My family was so tired of hearing about it. So you can imagine my disappointment when I found out someone moved the equator before I got here…..
My discovery started one morning on the drive into work. I asked Alex how close are we to the equator, I wanted to go on my next Sunday off. He gave me very strange look (I should be use that by now, but really I thought it was a simple question) and said ‘the what’? He was baffled. So I explained it was the line in the middle of the earth, you know separating northern and southern hemisphere (surely they teach the kids about this Malaysia). No clue what I was talking about. That evening back in my hotel room I Goggled and confirmed yep, it’s in Malaysia, but in Borneo. So the next day I asked Alex, how far to Borneo, I want to go there. He gave me that look again and said, you want to go to Indonesia? A coworker in the van explained it a little differently to Alex, and suddenly he understood. Really? I used all the same words and he looked at me like I was speaking alien.
The equator is south of Kuala Lumpur located in the Orangutans reserve in Eastern Malaysia, I live approximately 4.5 hours north of KL in Western Malaysia, not a weekend trip.
I’ll eventually make it to the equator and then I’ll drive everyone crazy with my pictures asking which hemisphere I’m in, I’ll buy postcards and so the spinning water test, just not my next Sunday off.
Speaking of postcards, I found that Post Offices are something else I can’t seem to find in Mountasia. I bought several post cards to send home, but locating stamps has been an adventure in its self. I asked at the hotel front desk and was told, we don’t have any. I asked Alex if there was a Post Office where I could buy stamps. He said, ‘No’ (again with the strange look). I asked how you mail your bills. I found out that your water bill, and electric bills are dropped off by the meter reader, they aren’t mailed to you. Your cell phone bill is texted to you and you go to the store and pay it. Alex offered to take my post cards and find a way to mail them. I’m hoping they make it to America before I leave Mountasia.