The cars can go quite fast at the NS highway (up to 140,150km/h), in spite of the many cleverly hidden speed traps. I can't spot even one no matter how hard i tried throughout the trip. My sense of security told me to limit my speed at 120. Then again, it seemed that the malaysian cars have a way around them, because at every police roadblocks, the ratio of s'porean cars to m'sian cars booked was about 4:1, not that they drove any slower. The malaysian cars, this time however, were better mannered than I've expected, and I didn't happen see any estacy junkies speeding on the wrong side of the road.
It took us a whole day of driving to reach Pangkor, with a sightseeing detour over at Putra Jaya, the so called world class business city of M'sia. Wasn't too impressed by the world class pink mosques and the world class half completed buildings and the world class traffic lights that were blinking yellow all the time though. Reached the hotel just after dark. I might just want to comment that our room doesn't have a bed when we first checked in, took them another hour to get a bed in the room. Oh yah, and NO TV! bloody hell.
Next day was a half day tour to the pangkor islands proper. Took a boat that resembled the tekong ferry to a place that resembled pulau ubin. Where the hell were the sandy beaches and the bikini babes? Nevermind, at least they have pink taxi vans and a cuttlefish factory. Damn anticlimax. Spent the afternoon relaxing at the poolside, reading, tanning and watching aunties and their children competing to displace more water out of the pool.
Woke up late the next morning and the most of the day was spent driving again, now back south towards KL. Checked in at around 5 in the evening. Havent stayed in a 5 star hotel since... a long time i cant even remember when. And I do look like a suaku chinaman out of town for the first time. Not only do they have a bed this time, they have the bathroom designed in such a way that you can watch tv in the bathtub, with speakers installed in the toilets too. Mr suaku also discovered that they have: Nice cushions on the bed on top of pillows, complimentary apples, doorstep delivered newspapers, shower muzzles that lets water falls like rain, a mirror with an in built light that magnifies your reflection.
When it was about time we regained our composure, we went shopping, which turned out to be window shopping cos we realised we didn't have enough money. My dad and uncle both went for a massage the previous night in pangkor that was a ripoff. RM150 each person for an hour, which when you add everything up, just happens to be enough for us to have a 5 star room for another night. Took monorail 2 stations to sungai wang, which is like our far east plus one level of sim lim square, and lot 10, which is like 1 third of a typical orchard mall say, wisma atria. Because of our depleted budget, I only got myself a pirated Chinese Star CD.
Last day. A special mention to the breakfast there. Mr suaku was taken back in awe once again. Besides the usual buffet breakfast stuff, the eggs and sausages and ham and bacons and hashbrowns, they also offer dim sum (which is quite good, even by my harsh standards), jap stuff( which i dont recognise but i know is hardcore jap stuff cos there's this moustache man in jap clothes serving them together with miso soup), and a wide variety of pastries and cakes. Some more oriental stuff like popiah and char kuay teow. Even for drinks, they had to be more extra. Got people drink guava and starfruit juice for breakfast meh?
After eating and puking and reeating and repuking for 5 rounds, we squeezed some time to get to the pertronas twin towers. Fuck them. Closed on mondays, cant get to the top. So tourist friendly. Tried to pass off as a businessman, but the guard was smart enough to see through my disguise of shorts and flip flops. Went to window shop at KLCC just beside instead. The place was much nicer than the malls we went yesterday, albeit the things they sell are much more expensive. Kinda like our paragon and heerens, and taka combined. Screw, no cash to buy anything.
Had the rest of the day trying to spot highway speedtraps to no avail.
Too tired to organise the pics. Shall just dump everything here.
2 comments:
Beats the living shit out of me, why pink vans, of all things? Hmm, am I invited to yr bday party dude??
~Hang
yeah sure come along man..
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