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My Horrible Holiday
Bitched on: Tuesday, December 27, 2005 Time: 12/27/2005 10:30:00 PM
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia's capital, home to the world-renowned Petronas Twin Towers and also to a good friend of mine. And also the setting to the worst holiday I ever had so far. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't the place that spoilt the holiday for me but it was the company i had throughout the 4 days there.
Trouble started when i heard that both my sisters would not be joining me in the trip (one was working, the other in Bintan). So, it was me and my folks. And my Uncle's family...
I believe I would make a great dad one day but definitely not now. My two youngers cousins. How loveable those pests were. Did I say pests? Opps... I'll elaborate later.
My nightmare holiday started in the wee hours of Friday. At the traffic congested 2nd Link (we should have a 3rd Link, duncha think?).
3 hours or so later, we reached KL. Lost, hungry and sleepy, we drove on and on around and around the (frustratingly confusing) road system there looking for our hotel. To make matters worst, the traffic congestion was so bad, we were travelling at some parts at almost 100 metres (not kilometres) per hour!
Countless wrong turns later, we reached our destination. A cheap budget hotel. It was close to the shopping district (it was the only thing on my mind) but seriously in need of a revamp (more like they should demolish it with tonnes of explosives and just build a much needed carpark over the ruins). But who is to complain, it was the only hotel we could find at that time with available rooms (what happened to our reservations you might asked? well, there's an unwritten rule somewhere that allows hotels to forgo your reservations if you are late for 5 hours or so...)
After settling down in our 'square-ish' cell (I mean room), it was time to shop and unwind. But God was cruel when He unleashed heavy downpours one after another, leaving us stranded in our hotel rooms. So no shopping that day. I was so looking forward to going down to the bazaars of Masjid India (Indian Mosque) or Pertaling Street (KL's Chinatown) and the shopping belt around KLCC (the twin towers shopping centre).
Did I spend the night out at the happening night scene that night? Let me ask you this - who the hell could I go out with? So no clubbing that night. I was so looking forward to going to the much-talked-about KL's Zouk.
A surprise awaited me the next morning. We were heading up to Genting Highlands. My sixth sense was tingling like crazy, with so much rain, I wouldn't be surprise that it would be wet up there too.
I hated to be right.
It was constantly pouring. I froze my butt up there. Fortunately, we had fine deluxe suites (not by choice though, again the only available rooms) in a very posh hotel at the foot of the Genting hill (or izzit mountain?).
Where did the entire population of Malaysia go to on Christmas Day? The answer apparently was Genting Highlands. It seemed that the whole Malaysia was there, shoulder to shoulder in the indoor theme park (to escape the rain outdoors). Suffocating in the sea of bodies and lost in the snaking queues, I gave up the idea of playing a single game or ride. I went up Genting Highlands with 100 RM in my wallet, I came down with the 100 RM.
Two days same story. Nothing. Damn I miss those good old days when Genting was less crowded and less well-knowned with less hotel rooms (i.e. to say lesser tourists capacity) and better maintained rides and attractions (Filthy with a capital F).
Not forgeting the 3 nights of interrupted sleep (thanks to Daddy dearest's snoring, how did my mum stand it for the past 30 years?).
So that was my holiday (did i forget to talk about my annoying cousins? Nah.. i'll leave it to another story).
It sucked!!! Labels: holidays, personal
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My Horrible Holiday
Bitched on: Tuesday, December 27, 2005 Time: 12/27/2005 10:30:00 PM
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia's capital, home to the world-renowned Petronas Twin Towers and also to a good friend of mine. And also the setting to the worst holiday I ever had so far. Don't get me wrong, it wasn't the place that spoilt the holiday for me but it was the company i had throughout the 4 days there.
Trouble started when i heard that both my sisters would not be joining me in the trip (one was working, the other in Bintan). So, it was me and my folks. And my Uncle's family...
I believe I would make a great dad one day but definitely not now. My two youngers cousins. How loveable those pests were. Did I say pests? Opps... I'll elaborate later.
My nightmare holiday started in the wee hours of Friday. At the traffic congested 2nd Link (we should have a 3rd Link, duncha think?).
3 hours or so later, we reached KL. Lost, hungry and sleepy, we drove on and on around and around the (frustratingly confusing) road system there looking for our hotel. To make matters worst, the traffic congestion was so bad, we were travelling at some parts at almost 100 metres (not kilometres) per hour!
Countless wrong turns later, we reached our destination. A cheap budget hotel. It was close to the shopping district (it was the only thing on my mind) but seriously in need of a revamp (more like they should demolish it with tonnes of explosives and just build a much needed carpark over the ruins). But who is to complain, it was the only hotel we could find at that time with available rooms (what happened to our reservations you might asked? well, there's an unwritten rule somewhere that allows hotels to forgo your reservations if you are late for 5 hours or so...)
After settling down in our 'square-ish' cell (I mean room), it was time to shop and unwind. But God was cruel when He unleashed heavy downpours one after another, leaving us stranded in our hotel rooms. So no shopping that day. I was so looking forward to going down to the bazaars of Masjid India (Indian Mosque) or Pertaling Street (KL's Chinatown) and the shopping belt around KLCC (the twin towers shopping centre).
Did I spend the night out at the happening night scene that night? Let me ask you this - who the hell could I go out with? So no clubbing that night. I was so looking forward to going to the much-talked-about KL's Zouk.
A surprise awaited me the next morning. We were heading up to Genting Highlands. My sixth sense was tingling like crazy, with so much rain, I wouldn't be surprise that it would be wet up there too.
I hated to be right.
It was constantly pouring. I froze my butt up there. Fortunately, we had fine deluxe suites (not by choice though, again the only available rooms) in a very posh hotel at the foot of the Genting hill (or izzit mountain?).
Where did the entire population of Malaysia go to on Christmas Day? The answer apparently was Genting Highlands. It seemed that the whole Malaysia was there, shoulder to shoulder in the indoor theme park (to escape the rain outdoors). Suffocating in the sea of bodies and lost in the snaking queues, I gave up the idea of playing a single game or ride. I went up Genting Highlands with 100 RM in my wallet, I came down with the 100 RM.
Two days same story. Nothing. Damn I miss those good old days when Genting was less crowded and less well-knowned with less hotel rooms (i.e. to say lesser tourists capacity) and better maintained rides and attractions (Filthy with a capital F).
Not forgeting the 3 nights of interrupted sleep (thanks to Daddy dearest's snoring, how did my mum stand it for the past 30 years?).
So that was my holiday (did i forget to talk about my annoying cousins? Nah.. i'll leave it to another story).
It sucked!!! Labels: holidays, personal
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1 Comments:
interestingly bitchy, dude.
you're indeed the Beta version of the male species ;)
ps genting wasn't that bad when i last visited 2mths ago! chill.
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