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My Boring Holiday
Bitched on: Saturday, March 04, 2006
Time: 3/04/2006 02:09:00 PM
Time: 3/04/2006 02:09:00 PM
I am writing this entry in a Internet cafe in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, on the last day of the trip with the background blaring with gaming noise and the racket from the gamers themselves (so much for booking the 'quiet' room).
This is the second time in 4 months since I have been here. And while the previous holiday was simply put, a Horrible Holiday, this one was surprisingly boring. This time, I went with my Army friends instead of the family (thank God).
There were 4 of us; (from left) Hafizan, Weiyong (both ex-platoon mates from BMTC), Weiqiang (Weiyong's good friend since secondary school, and he is also a fellow BMTC colleague, though I have never seen him before) and I.And we are here for four days and three nights. .
We went up to Genting Highlands on the first day and stayed a night there in this very small and pathethic excuse for a 'hotel room' that has an 'amazing' view, of other hotel rooms just barely three metres away from our huge glass window. You heard me right, we could openly look into at least 10 other hotel rooms just metres away from our window! Fortunately or unfortunately (depends on how you look at it), all the rooms were vacant (so unfortunately, for Weiyong, there were no sex parties in the adjacent rooms where he can climb into and join...his exact words.).
Well, the rides were the same. But gone were the queues for the rides (due to the fact that we there on a Tuesday and it wasn't a public holiday in Malaysia, unlike during the Christmas holidays when I went the previous time). And to a certain extent, we need queues in the world. Why?
Well, within 2 hours, we were done with all the rides in the outdoor theme park (seriously all the rides). We were also able to ride some of the rides twice or thrice. I was the most daring amongst the four (surprisingly...) so I had to coax and force the rest to take the huge roller coaster and the space shot with me (though in the end, some, I will not mention names, chickened out). Well, I was game for everything, even to the extent of going on the rides alone even. Somehow, I miss (I'm sorry, I have to stop typing and using this computer... a really foul-smelling dude just came in to use the computer in front of me!!! Oh my God, doesn't he shower?!! And the room is air-conditioned too.. I'll continue finishing this entry when I come back to Singapore. Euuwww...)
Ok, where was I? Ah yes... Somehow, I miss both my sisters who are just (if not more) daring as me to play all the rides.
The guys and I tried all the rides, no matter how lame they were. The 'haunted' pirate ride wasn't even haunted with a single soul lah... We even tried the 'Tea Cup' ride, which turned out to be the worst and dizzying ride of all!! Haha, that was a lot of fun. And the T-Rex on the Dinosaurland ride was like... dying... LOL. I was just trying to squeeze every single cent worth of the RM42 entry fee...All was not lost when I tried the Sky Diving Stimulator in the Indoor Theme Park for an additional RM38. Initially we thought the price was steep but then the ride was really cool!!! We were like, flying!! Highly recommended and its definitely something I look forward to trying again! ( I know my Commando friends would be- What? Been there, done that! We did the real thing!) sheesh...
Somehow, up there in Genting, I was constantly hungry, buying snacks at every shop I see. I dunno why, probably because of the higher metabolic rate or wadever in the colder atmosphere up there. I was a pig, an annoying one at that, I will repeat the same thing, "I'm hungry, can we grab a bite?" Well, I promised myself that I was gonna hit the weights in gym, straight away after coming back to Singapore.Well, we spent the rest of the day sleeping up in our 'cells'. We were really dead tired.
Then we thought of catching a movie but really, why go all the way to Genting to watch a movie? So that idea was scrapped. Instead, we slept again. Eager to go down to KL the next afternoon.
The next day arrived, we took a cable car down to the station at the foot of the hill (now that was scary as hell!) We had to trust our lives on a thin wire connected to our gondola by a thin hook-like thingy. But the view was breath-taking.From there we took a minivan to our hotel in KL. I initially worried that it would be worse than our hotel in Genting but it was really splendid. Blew my expectations away. It was small, but they had cable, a mini fridge and most importantly (for me and Weiqiang), they had a bathtub (at least only my room had a bathtub but not Weiyong's and Weiqiang's room. So, Weiqiang borrowed the bathtub on the 2nd night for a... shower?!). And the view of the city skyline was teriffic (my room was at the twelth storey).
So anyway, the first day was spent, what else? Napping.
But we did visit the Petronas Twin Towers and attempted to shop there. The prices were equivalent if not more expensive than in Singapore. The other guys bought jeans and stuff at a discount but the clothes which we on sale were not really much to my liking. We took a lot of pix at the park-cum-water fountain in front of the two towers. I even humiliated myself by asking (in really 'broken' Malay) a Malaysian dude to help us to take a group shoot but ended up being teased for my limited vocab (hardly the proudest moment in my life, I am such a stupid kentang!).
Then we spent the rest of the day shopping at KL's Chinatown, Petaling Street (which was a stone's throw from our hotel, the Ancasa Hotel). It was really crowded with locals and 'ang moh' (Western) tourists alike. All was fine until I almost came to blows with a shopkeeper (a stupid misunderstanding which ended up with him grabbing me by the arm, and swearing). The cheek of that asshole, his filthy hand on my arm. How can you force someone to buy something if you are no longer interested? So much for 'the customers are always right'. That shook me up a little bit and it totally spoilt my mood to shop. Empty handed (except for Weiyong who bought shoes), we went up to our rooms to retire for the night.
The next morning started promising with a great (free) breakfast and then a taxi ride to Bukit Bintang (the city's shopping district, the Orchard Road or the Rodeo Drive of Kuala Lumpur) which was nice cept for the price again. Then we went to Times Square, a really huge hotel and shopping centre with a cool indoor theme park. I didn't get to try the rides in the theme park cause the others were not interested (I miss my sisters...). So we 'rotted' at Macs, taking turns to go to the toilet...So we went back to our hotel room,and you guessed it, napped the rest of the day away. Hafizan had to go back early so he took a bus back to Singapore that evening, leaving me alone to sleep in my room that night.
Before you are gonna think that we slept all the way to the next morning, you are wrong. We were just saving up on our sleep for that night. We went to Zouk KL!!! Something I was really forward to in the entire trip. For future references, the club is opposite a Maia Hotel, a primary school and (get this) a Muslim cementary! Its at Jalan Ampas. And just mention the neighbouring Saloma Bistro and the taxi driver can take you there. Its also walking distance from the Petronas Twin Towers. So from the carpark of Zouk, you can see the impressive backdrop of the two buildings, tall and illuminated like two curvy keris (Malay daggers). It opens only after 10pm (what the hell?!). Thursdays are ladies' night (that's all I know and care). And the entry fee is just RM28!!! That's like half of Singapore's entry fees!!
We went on Friday for your info. And initially we joked that it was gays' night (of course it wasn't) but when we entered and the ratio of guys to girls were like 4 is to 1, we were scared... haha... But it was really just a normal night. We were disappointed that guys actually outnumbered the girls. 11pm and the crowd was pathetic, us 3 played awfully childish and loud 'drinking' games to pass the time. The staff there even outnumbered the clubbers. They were going around taking our orders! We didn't even have to leave our seats to go to the bar. How convenient but sad was that?
The dance floor was empty except for a bunch of losers dancing solo (more like dancing interpretive dance). It remained empty until 12 plus! Only then a few more losers started dancing. Then things only heated up when 4 young ang moh (Caucasian) ladies started dirty dancing (together, for fun) at the top of the central 'stage'. Every guy in the room started wolf-whistling and cheering on. And boy were they hot.
That was when the party started picking up. Really slowly....
Really really slowly...
Really really really slowly...
That was when (fed-up) Weiyong pulled me up to the 'stage' to shake our bon-bons.
After 'wriggling' on the the stage for a few minutes, I saw from the corner of my eye two gals dancing beside us on the the dancefloor. I couldn't tell whether they were white, hispanic or middle eastern but one of them was really cute (short curly hair, large eyes and really curvy body). The other gal was probably triple my size (if you know what I mean) but pretty nonetheless (with longer hair and a beautiful face). I was eyeing the smaller girl and initially she made shy attempts to look back. She even tried dancing behind the larger frame of her dance partner to steal glances up. Then she became bolder and the pair came closer to our 'stage'. Our eyes just stayed glued to each other while dancing with our own partners. I mouthed to Weiyong that I was getting off the stage. But to my horror when I looked down, her friend was pulling her away up to the VIP corner. She was reluctant but I guess they were probably having a party up there cause I saw a few more of their friends beckoning the pair to join them. That was the last time I saw her.
We went out after that and went in again when I told the guys about the girl. We couldn't find her, sadly. And to think, things would have gone well that night (I was sleeping alone in my hotel room, need I say more?)
Totally disappointed with the lack of excitement and girls in the club, we left at 1 am (as promised, we gave it an hour between 12 to 1 to see if the party will pick up, which didn't). That was the first time in my life leaving a club that early! Weiyong's picture really sums up our Zouk KL experience. LOL...We had a late supper and retire back to our hotel. And we met up with a very strange group at the lobby, two German guys and a local Chinese guy. How do I see the connection? What do you think? Everything would have seemed fine had it not for the older German gentleman giving the us the eye.
The next day was uneventful, woke up late for breakfast, and then slept again.
Checked out at 12pm. I checked out later cause I lost one of my two room key cards! I lost it when I was checking the room for anything I might have left behind. How ironic was that?
We thought of going down to Petaling again for Weiqiang to finally get his denim berms. But then we strayed into the internat cafe (see top) and played 3 hours of our life away. Went back to Petaling, I think I have a phobia of the place. Ironically, Weiqiang bought the berms from the rude shopkeeper's shop (that son-of-a-bitch who grabbed my arm). We didn't know initially cause the shopkeeper that time was a different dude until that ass came in just as Weiqiang was about to pay for the berms. I bolted out of the shop immediately of course. That S.O.B.
We then took our coach back to Singapore. And we had the whole bus to ourselves. Haha, we felt like VIPs. There were 2 drivers and 3 of us, plus another two unidentified passengers (I'm guessing local travellers who paid extra, illegally of course). It was the only sense of luxury I felt in the entire trip. Sad but true... So it was just us three by the time we reached Singapore at 11pm. Tired, feverish, I went back taking my daddy's car. He asked me, "So you enjoyed it?"
What did I say? What could I say? I said, "Another time I'll tell you, Daddy, I'm super shagged..."
See all of the pictures here.
No more KL (no offense, KLiens). Next trip, Phuket, Thailand. Any takers?
So boring... Yawn...
Latest Update: A sourvenir from KL, chicken pox. That's why this entry took 5 excruciatingly long days to be completed then published.
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