Justin have been spending much time with my family but I haven’t done the same with his and I very much want to experience Chinese lifestyle, so we visited Justin’s family in Malaysia.

His house is huge and the maid is funny. First thing I heard from his maid was “nyo nyo” and I was not sure whether she is a bit stupid or a bit funny. So I checked with his granny why she keeps mumbling “nyo nyo“.

“Nyo nyo” it seems, is the name of a stray cat that lives on the streets of Justin’s neighbourhood.

Justin is very much poof even in his house. I thought he’d behave very different among his family.

His dad took us all for a family dinner at a Chinese restaurant, recommended by Justin’s aunt, in Johor Bahru. His whole family came to see a freak show. It seems like they never seen a gay Japanese man before.

His grandma is very kind and offered lots yummy food to me everyday in spite what Justin told me about the Japanese killing nearly her entire family during the war. Rumour has it that his granny worked for spies against the the Japanese force.

A disclaimer: My father’s side of his family never been to WWII and were never involved in the war. My great-grandpap did not want to be involved in it. He knew Japan would enter a very futile fight. He and his friends knew that Japan did not have enough resources to be self-sufficient for no more than 3 years. With great-grandpap’s professional circumstances at that time, if he remained in Tokyo, he would be sent to the war. Instead, he bought vast arable land in the countryside and to rent to farmers during the WWII. This would have permitted him to move his family to the countryside and reduce the likelihood of having to be sent to war. My family still lives in the same countryside today.  I always have respect for my father’s side of the family. They are very kind and always care about less fortunate people.

Unfortunately, I can’t say the same for my mum’s family…

Grandma preparing her famous daikon relish

Justin’s grandma made me yummy daikon relish. It was so sweet and tasty. I wish I can eat her food here in Melbourne everyday.

The best Malaysian Chinese chicken curry with granny's famous daikon relish

It was tough getting a good night’s sleep at Justin’s home without any curtains on the windows. After 3 sleepless nights, we went to Port Dickson, hoping to get some good sleep.

Justin booked us into Avillion. It was a really really relaxing and wonderful place. Many Indians working there. Indians with beards are quite nice to look at.

Justin’s good friends from Kuala Lumpur joined us for a day at Avillion.

I love Malaysia so much we’ve already booked flights to Kota Kinabalu for the next Chinese New Year. I have booked for my dive master course at Kota Kinabalu. I’ll be out in the deep, deep sea while Justin spends time with his mum.

I love my life.