LAST Merdeka Day, I decided to go against my tradition of an early morning run and, along with a few friends, I organised a Merdeka celebration in Kuala Kubu Bahru.
We decided to no longer be KL-centric, and experienced what I envisioned Malaysia could be by having a pop-up nasi lemak stall at a quaint kopitiam called Kedai Makanan Basikal Stopover.
