In a short while, Wuan and I will be going on a long road trip again. I am going back to Penang to get some legal matters sorted out. The long stretches of undulating landscape bores me. Six hours straight on the road is a pain. The only consolation is the familiar food that I am going to get to enjoy. I have become a visitor to my own hometown like a tourist coming in for the sights, sounds, smells and savouries and then leave without any qualm. I feel a little lost right now. There is this ache, this emptiness whenever I think of Penang. They say home is where the heart is. But where is home?