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Night came and we got ready to venture into the hustle and bustle of the big city to fulfill our inner desire. FOOD. We made our way to Jalan Alor to see if there were anything worthwhile to savage upon. It was my first time in this area although I have heard much about this place. My imagination of a cram and dirty area with table and chairs lining up the walkway allowing only a small path for people to walk by. Myriads of shops that lined the walkway sold the best food in town that we Malaysian can be proud to associate with. Char Koay Teow, Roasted Chicken Wing, Ipoh Kuay Teow and Tau Fu Fah, just to name a few. It seems that my imagination were always to the extreme as there were alot of shops but with ample place for people to walk around and even cars to drive through. It seem much more spacious compared to what I had imagined earlier. We stop at one of the many restaurant to have our dinner as we were all hungry and rice seem to be the best remedy to silence the rumbling stomach. It was interesting to notice also a group of Hongki having dinner at one of the table near us. There was a wide array of seafood spruned out over their table and it did not seem like a cheap one also as I notice one of the man at the table forking out six pieces of RM50. It was pretty interesting to see the man carrying no wallet but just a bundle of notes which he carried around, taking them out when necessary. Besides, the Hongkies were seemingly a much more louder crowd as their conversation was clearly heard over at my side of the table. Their Cantonese was much more refined as compared to mine and many others as their speech was as fluent as flowing water.
My tummy had began to play naughty with me as I was beginning to feel much pressure at the end of my body. Air was beginning to build up as indigestable remains was at the verge of popping. I made a plea to my parents for a potty stop and decided to return to the comfort of my hotel which was a couple of metres around the block. It was simply a relieve to be able to empty my remains to allow the food that I had taken in previously to find its place. It was still very much early to return to our rooms and very much late to visit any shopping complexes around Bintang Walk. We decided to drive around KL and visit the many spectable places that were around the area. Our first stop was to be the ever crowded and full of activity Petaling Street. We did not spend much time over there but mainly walk through the many stalls that were opened to the other end of the area to pack some mata kucing drink. It was located at a cross junction at the end of the line of stalls. My dad decided to wait for us at that end near Hotel Malaya to pick us up. It was interesting to see many interesting shops that sold many interesting and expensive looking fake goods. It seem like a haven for people to come and buy designer wear goods at a very affortable price. There were also many VCD operator armed with walkie talkie getting down with business selling various DVD titles and also mingling with the crowd to sell porn. I caugh a guy showing a catalogue of porn flicks to a single adult man. Foreigners, white skin and those from the Middle East were seen having a ball of a time purchasing "Nikes", "Rolexes" and blockbuster movies. I on the other hand was trying to spot an Arsenal jersey. The place was very much alive with activity and bright lights making it an interesting venue for people to walk around and buy "Malaysian" goods. My sisters and I wish that we could have stayed longer to see the place but my mom hurried us back after buying the refreshing mata kucing drink as she did not think it was save to be in this part of the area.
We climb into our car and make a journey around KL city.
I personally like to see KL at nights as I find it very beautiful especially with its bright colourful lights adorning the trees that stood in between the concrete jungle and hanging over the streets illuminating the nightline. KLCC seem to look like a giant lightbulb that shone the brightest as it stood magisticly as the tallest building in KL. Our journey did not cover KL city alone but also the adjacent spot where nightlife seem to be at its peak. We travelled then to Bangsar to see the interesting cafes and pubs that seem to come alive when the sun goes down. It was always interesting to see a variety of dimly lit restaurants where each is individually decorated with an interesting interior that I came to take notice of everytime I am around this area. The atmosphere had yet to take flight as it was still early for a party to begin. However, traffic was beginning to build up in this area as the traffic was at a crawl especially at Telawi 2 and 3. My sisters and I began to notice a difference in this area. Some restaurants and cafes that we used to see around here had closed or was taken over by another proprieter. However, it was also refreshing to see new things especially in an area where changes is a must to draw in the crowd.
Our next stop was perhaps Bangsar's rival which is Sri Hartamas. Hartamas is another area which is similar to Bangsar. The business here thrived upon a community of rich people and expatriates who live at the posh and prestigious place of Mont Kiara. Cars were beginning to pour in as the activity were beginning to pick up. Mom began talking about the incident that happened sometime ago where a law undergraduate from UK was killed in a row with some foreign migrants. I felt that the atmosphere around here was not as intense as compared to the last time I came around here which was on Friday. Roads within the compound of a row of shop house were close and converted into a private parking space where an exhobitant price of RM5 was charged to those who entered. This I did not see today as pass by the area where I was practically rob of my RM5 when me and a number of people had decided to stop over for supper after a trip to Starlight Cinema at Bukit Kiara Equestrian Club.
Night was beginning to loom past 10.30pm and we decided to head back to the hotel. We washed up and my sisters and I manage to catch an interesting show "One Hour Photo" by Robin Williams, one of my favourite actor on Star Cinema. The show seem to like like a dilussional psychotic triller but it was far from that. It was an interesting show to watch although I would prefer a better ending to this movie. The director apparently allowed the audience to make up an ending for themselves that can be either thought provoking or simply meaningless.
We rose up the next day and began to get ready to pack up. My younger sister had plans with her friends from MMU today and my dad fetched her to KL Sentral where her "gang" would gather before going to Sunway Lagoon.
We checked out of the hotel and were making plans to drive up to Genting for lunch and also spend the afternoon there as it only takes an estimate 45 minutes to reach the peak of Genting. Before we left, my mom manage to make arrangement with one of the hotel staff to view the apartments and hotel rooms as she decided on getting her membership renewed. Mr. Ken Takamura, a Japanese who has been working here for the pass 4 months after having spend some time in Japan and Phuket brought us on a personal tour to this rooms. We visited the one room service apartment, deluxe suite, deluxe executive suite and the presidential which was perched up the highest part of the 28 storey building. As we began to tour each of the rooms, they were getting to be much more nicer and classier one after another. The best room was indeed the presidential suite which was a combination of a deluxe executive suite and a deluxe executive room. It was simply impressive and mind blogging to step into a room where the Prime Minister of Japan and Malaysia had stayed in before. There was an open concept toilet at one end of the room connecting with the master bedroom and office space equipped with an oversize jacuzzi bath tub that I was begining to picture myself having an afternoon dip in it. The view from out the window was simply breathtaking as it provided a full view of the KL city overloaking the city centre. We did not seem to want to leave the room so quickly and took some time to digest and to enjoy being in a place that we can hardly afford to stay in. Mr. Ken mentioned that it takes 3 hours to clean the entire room and it is normally vacant. This year they would be expecting two guest to book into this RM4000 per night room.
Amazing Hallway
Sensual Bathtub
Enormous Bedroom
Beautiful View
After that impressive tour, we made our way up the mountain tops. It was beginning to drizzle and the wind was beginning to take speed. We had lunch at our favourite restaurant in Genting, Loong Kee. Our dishes include Steamed Tilapia Fish with Brown Sauce cook in deep fried pork cubes, Crunchy Short Beans fried in garlic, Fried Pork Slice cook in Sweet Sauce and Soft Round Taufu cooked with Sea Cucumber served in a bamboo case. Our hungry stomach was simply over satisfied as I could hardly move from my seat. We travelled up to the top of the mountain and mist was beginning to envelope the whole hill. Visibility was low and my dad decided to follow other cars up the top. The wind was relatively strong and we were not equipped with the necessary overall for protection as it was a spontaneous rather than a planned one. I was dressed in my shorts and I was banking on my overall body fats to warm me up. The weather was very nice as it was very cooling and refreshing. My dad always enjoyed coming up here once a while to breath the fresh air. Although Genting is fast developing all the time and it would seem the Las Vegas on a hill, nature is still preserve as forest are still applenty in this area and the air is still very much fresh and cooling. Mum on the other hand prefer the machines that were found in the three casinos there. People seem to throng to Genting to make a quick buck. My parents on the other hand mainly plays for the fun of it at the many slot machines. I could not go in to see although I had reached 21 as I was dressed in shorts and collarless T-shirt.
My sisters and I decided to roam around the many theme parks, boutiques and cafes around the place. We were not very keen on playing the rides that were available. Besides, we had to keep indoors most of the time as the weather outside was unbearable due to the lack of suitable clothings. Other than that, it was drizzling. We decided to walk from one hotel to another as all of them were connected by long streches of covered walkway equipped with escalators. I met a couple of friends there namely Pevin, who was here on a spontaneous stayover with his friends and will be trying to transfer to Cyber from Malacca. Furthermore, I had a pleasant surprise to bum into former alpha mate couple, Lai and Justin who was going to be here for the next couple day after graduating on the three and a half program. It was good to meet people from Malacca. People who I had known and enjoyed being in their company yet seldom have a chance to meet up due to distance. Meet ups like this keep us in touch with one another and I hope that meet ups like this will not be the only way for me to keep in touch with them.
My sisters and I rejoined my parents after 3 hours and quickly ask how they fared with the machines. Mom had initially won around RM200 after half and hour inside but decided to play on as it was still very much early. However, this prove to be a gamble and her gain ended up her lost as it was soon finish in the end. The only good news was she did not loose any money. It is not easy to come out from the casino winning something. The temptation is far greater inside. Winning causes you to win somemore. Greed is very obvious in this place the money you win, the more money you would like to win. It is an endless affair and some people go to the extreme of having an empty pocket to stop their play. It would seem like a more sensible to learn to gather enough strength to leave immediately after winning something. This is perhaps the weakness of many and its no wonder Mr. Lim is earning so much from people's weakness. Therefore, it would be wise to take whatever that Mr.Lim has given to you and leave immediately. My dad mentioned that even with the money you have obtained from winning, it is not "halal" money or clean money.
Clear Blue Sky
As the sun began to set, we made our way down and headed to the KL city one again. We paid a visit to my uncle who was still working at his office to collect the road tax for the car that I am currently using. Most of the car at home belongs to my uncle and we have been blessed to use it. It is not everyday that we are able to meet my uncle who is always busy with work as he is the managing director of a electrical power trading company that my uncle currently owns. We spend the next couple of hours speaking to him. It was interesting to know and I fully give my full respect to my uncle who has risen to become a very succesful businessman even with limited education. Such feat is hard to achieve and I hope to sit down with him one day to ask him his much valued experience and advice of setting a company such as this. He has always encourage us to study hard and is willing to go the extra mile in supporting us to further our studies to do masters. I am quite adamant over this offer considering my current academic achievement.
My plan is to work and if there is a need for me to study further to progress will i take up this challenge. Its been a challenge for me to sit in front of book and absorb the huge amount of facts and vomit it all out during the 2 hours exam. It seem meaningless to do such feat as most of the time we are unable to learn much or anything at all. I seem to have a difficulty in retaining information especially in tense environment such as preparing exams and sitting for them. Most of the time, this information or data would only occur to me after the exam. I am the type of person who would prefer to learn by practice, doing project or certain task that incorporates such knowledge. Though I know my capabilities in studying, it may be an excuse I place myself in. Interest seem to be a deciding factor for me to spur me to do well. My initial intention of studying architecture than engineering would probably allowed me to achieve much more but what are the chances of doing so as I have not step into such a position. I have plans to work a number of years in the engineering field and go back to studying something like architecture which is closer to heart. However, this is just plans that I have in my head that are not within my reach at this point of time. Who would know that I would have develop a passion for engineering in the future.
I would prefer to see my other two sisters continue their studies is they are able to do so. My sisters, one naturally hardworking and the other naturally smart would be a better candidate than myself. This are just ideas as I would call it rather than plans which I have thought about but have not wrote down that I may determine concretely what I want to do in my life. I do believe in planning for the future and achieving something in the end rather than depend on blind faith alone which many Christian do most of the times. I do not find myself trusting God in a divine intervention without me doing anything at all. God help those who help themselves. This is my believe that I have learned thus far as God provides the path but we have to walk that journey.
We made a stop at the usual wantan mee stall on the way back to Seremban for dinner. I took over the wheel from my father after he had spend the entire day driving to and back from Genting while I slept peacefully in the car. Reached home around 10 something and did not sleep till after pillow talk at 12.40am eventhough I had work the next day. By and large, it had been a short and interesting family vacation though such outing would be a rare occasion when my sister and I begin work after graduating.
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