3D2N Genting Highlands

Back from Genting!

The 3D2N short get-away was damn fun-filled especially with the presence of all in the family. Weather was not just cool but cold, humid and so misty. Food was great, if not better. Overall, a great great holi holi day!

So first thing in the morning of 9sept we took a bus to Lot 1 to catch the coach ride directly there. It's direct, really very convenient. It was 5.45am then and quite some students were already on their way to their schools. When we reach Lot 1, I saw our coach! The usual CEO Gold Cruiser. Nothing special though.


CEO Gold Cruiser

So we boarded and waited. Who were we waiting for? The duo who were late and nevermind, yet not even a single gesture of apology. Luckily, we still arrived at the custom before others did so we didn't had to queue to the 'hell'. At the Malaysian custom, i was so lucky that the lady in front of me checked her passport and to her horror she found that the dear officer had stamped the date wrongly. I'm those type who doesn't check, so she saved me! If not we'd be shut in their cells. So, the journey continued along the North South Highway. One thing that disturbed the whole family, and the fellow holiday-seekers alike, was the non-stop Opera performance!

What a show. Ass hole. Who did that? The duo. Two old men. Just now late, then now opera! What opera? They literally conversed non-stop throughout the six-hour ride. Even parrots know how to shut up. What's worse was that they were seated just behind my Dad and Mum. So my Dad came up with an idea other than telling him off. He stucked his ear with two pieces of tissue paper, while I have my iPod. Lots of loud hints, yet to no avail. Mum and Sis together set the air-conditioned bus warm with frustration. Not withstanding that, the sceneries along the journey coupled with comfy seats together was fantastic. These people were not to ruin my nice mood.


The duo a.k.a Opera men

When we reached Genting Highland, lunch came first, especially after a long journey. We went to 'Causeway Bay' restaurant, and had good food!


Golden fried rice (crab roe, prawn roe and egg)


One tonne me. lol (wonton really big)


Spring onion & ginger fish hor fun

Had our fill, and we went to collect our room keys. Along the way we were taking lots of photos with our heavy bags!

4D

We went to this place where locals gather for cheap meals and there's an outlet for 4D betting. So we bet on numerous sets of numbers. When the results were out the following day, oh my god. At least 8 sets were near-miss. I show you.



What I bet
First prize: 1638!
Thrid prize: 1610!
Consolation: 0072
Consolation: 2697

What my family bet
Special - 1314
Con: 9197
4055 - never buy. (sis bf car #)

WTH. Lol. Ok, not fated to get RM5000 + more had we won the rest too. Surely, if it was the case we'd hav gone to plush buffet that night instead of dining at the humble 'penang villiage' eating char kway teow and prawn mee.

Talking about food, let me show u how much i've eaten! (which also translates to the amount of fat I gained.)

Food

Pictures speak a thousand word.

Wild Mushroom Quich! RM5


Blueberry Danish RM5


Live Soon Hock fish. RM110!! BOMB. Daddy sad whole night.


One egg, four mouths.


Kenny Rogers 1/4 Chicken. WHAT A DISSAPOINTMENT, as compared to singapore's. Totally blunt and tasteless. I thought they'd just slaughtered it.


Penang Kway Teow. 5 star quality, RM9 only!


Wow, eggs. Wow.


Carrot cake. Wow.

These are only some of the huge collection of photos of things that had gone down into our tummies. Wahaha. Fancy more? just drool will do.

Casino

As clearly stated in the r&r someone muslim and a minor shall not enter the casino. So the I did not enter, or rather I did attempt to enter but was stopped due to this young face. No matter what, I'm still a minor! below 21.



So, poor zhenyu. Walked around and shopped almost every place, alone, while dad mum and sis got stucked money making. Money losing it was. So for two hours for first day and one for next, I visited many interesting places yet again. Some photos.


Dayong sampan, dayong dayon....


Juncture...


Hot only mee!


Sammi would be performing in her concert! Too bad I got to go can't perform with her.

Wow. Grand areana of stars.

Something Fun & Funny...


Roar!!! (Oops wrong call. i'm supposed to be your trainer.)


The word DONUT looks more like shit than whatever it is.


Berhenti!


Chicky Smile!


Please marry me, ding dong!


Dr Fish therapy. Damn ticklish. My dried wound got bitten off!


ZzzzzzzZzzzzzz

Something erie...

There was once when I love reading spooky stuff online of Genting and that stretch of highway, I heard many stories about those spirits wondering about and disturbing people. I never believed that and thought it was something made up, or it wouldn't happen to me. Untill then. I didn't particularly see or felt any 'movements', but some things are better to be left unexplained.


Silence and some echo surrounded the lobby.

It happened in the second day, in the room where my sister and I shared. In that morning, I called the operator and told them that the ventilation fan in the toilet was out of order. After quite some while, it was to no avail. So we decided to get out and continue with our shopping instead. After lunch, my Dad and I wanted to get a rest and we got back to our rooms, which were linked by the connecting door that was always left opened. Just prior to my nap, there alone, I noticed the used green tea bag in my glass and thought it was rather an eyesore, so I decided to dump it. I took it to the bathroom where the litter bin was. Just before I threw it in, I poundered for a moment because there wasn't a litter bag to protect the black bin, and my tea bag being wet and will stain the base. I dropped it in anyway, thinking that the janitor were prepared to wash them since they do not provide a plastic bag. And on leaving the bathroom I realised again the stuffiness and went to call the operator again. Off I went into my dream, and Dad was already snoring at the other room.

Few hours later, door bell rang and rang repeatedly with a female voice shouting 'sir, sir', seemed directing at me or my dad. I woke up and saw the janitor already inside the room, who probably thought I wasn't in the room and opened the door after serveral calls. Two technicians went in and used a laddar to repair the fan. They left after a few minutes, and I went back to sleep again.

So at around 4pm, Mum and Sis came back and we woke up. I went to the bathroom and was happy that the fan was working - the toilet no longer smells bad. But one thing extremely strange was that, the teabag now lied exactly at the center of the bath area, just behind the bathing curtain. One burning question was: Why was it out of the bin? And, why did it lie so nicely, and, exactly at the center of the floor?

If for the first scenario, such as I dreamt that I placed it in the bin, it guaranteed wasn't the case. Cos I thought of it too, and went ahead to check whether was there stain in the bin (sparkling clean prior to throwing), it has. It's the green tea residue, and confirmed.

For the second scenario, if it was the janitor or the technician who took it out, what was the reason? And, what's there to place it so nicely on the floor? Someone with a sound mind won't do that. And I believe the staff was in no way mentally unsound.

Third Scenario - Sis and Mum, they weren't back so early and even if they were, I believe they were mentally sound still. They love cleanliness in the first place.

So who did that? Nobody knows. Just before we left for dinner, I wanted to throw the teabag back into the bin to 'test' again, sister said things are better to be left unknown, or we won't enjoy our stay for one more day. So we threw it away in the bin outside at the common corridor. The mystery remains.

Weather

Throughout the 3 day, it was not just cool but cold. Lowest temperature at 10 deg C. The wind could be said to be, say, STRONG. When u go outdoor, cloud brushes your whole body. Then later, water droplets could be seen on our hair, specs, and even eye lash. Just stand facing against the wind direction desired and your hairstyle will look great. Coupled with the millions of tiny water droplets, or molecules if you wish, you'll never need the stupid hair spray again. Just there.


Cool~ Believe me, I'm not Rain.


Can you spot the pinky or the drain?


Count the water droplets!


Water contained on and around the flower.


Even specs have a fair share!


Cool. approx 1oC. I'm not the thermometer.


7am. Morning mist or cloud, you name it. The building behind it went missing. Visibility dropped to approx 500m. I'm not a ruler.


Merry xmas!


Luxury Coach

We were extremely surprized and excited the moment when the coach attendant pointed us the bus that we'd be on for the next six hours. It's the coach I've longed to board. Or indulge. Other people paid extra S$40 per pax to enjoy such coaches, yet we needn't pay anything! Sis said we not only need not pay extra, we've experienced the thrill and excitement of getting such treatment by the game of chance. Agreed. Especially at the point of knowledge.

The journey back home from a happy trip usually contain a mixed feeling of missing the place with missing home. This time it was coupled with a feeling so pleasant about the journey itself, and almost forgotten were the memories left there as well as even the feeling of missing home.


Welcome onboard the A380 road version! Even the entrance looks like aeroplane.


Individual snoozer seats with electronic lever, personal entertainment tv, feet rest, curtain, coach attendant (aka stewardess), what more can I expect? I thought I went onboard an aeroplane!


Stairwell to heavenly heaven. The road's paradize.


Nice chasis and coachwork designed and built by singaporean Soon Chow Corporation at Senoko. Smart singaporean!


Colour scheme and floor designs taken from the idea of a nightclub setting. Black and purple, nice combo. According to some websites.


Indulging, and satisfied! Then smile... (Oops tummy out!)


Nice view at sunset. Cool...


Taken at this petrol station where the bus recharged itself. This bus has a whopping 240litre of oil tank!


Personal entertainment system. Watching 我猜我猜我猜猜猜 (Guess Guess Guess!). Midway fell asleep, then continue with indiana jones. Funny!


If you think this bus is so-so only, surely you've never seen the worst. Like I did.

Home! Interesting to upload so many photos, in the time frame of two weeks. WTH! What is the problem with blogger nowadays. Really don't understand. The photos just couldn't be uploaded in bulk. Not withstanding that, I hope you've enjoyed it as much as I did! Including the part of uploading the photo, one by one.