Touche'

Before I forget about posting our last day of our big trip across Singapore-Malaysia, I promise to give you the last and the best part of our trip. The Day 4 in Malaysia- a one big heck of Misadventure rolled in one day.

read on to find out why…

The day started quite slowly for all of us. Woke up about 11 am and we were lining up in the bathroom waiting for our turn. Today’s iterinary was dedicated to GENTING the whole day. While everyone was finishing up in the CR, since I was already finished, I told them I’ll wait for them in the lobby to check the internet so I could check about Genting highland. So I checked…

After a while, everyone was finished and we were ready to embarked to Genting. According to the receptionist, we had to take the MRT till the end of the line and then ride the bus going straight to Genting. So we did. While on the MRT line, some Malay guys kept staring on us and giving that smirked laugh while they were taking in malay. Actually, I haven’t told you guys this one incident that happened right after we checked in our hotel. My two of my friends were “nabastos” when some malaysian guys (who they got to share the elevator with) ask my friends if they want to “get some actions” with them. Anak ng tokwa! At least my friends were civilized enough not to answer them back and just waited till they get to their floor level. I don’t want to make any strong implication at how they treat tourists in their country but judging from the way they left their impression on us, I may as well say it’s not a good country to visit when your group is all girls.

Problem rose again when we got to the Bus station and the we just missed out the 1pm bus. The next bus going to Genting was 3pm. Some men (who were transpo bookers) kept on following us and trying to deal us a transpo to Genting. But there was this one who insistently kept following us even if we already left the booking area. As in he was following us anywhere we go and he kept on talking to me since he knew I was the only one who can understand him (since he speaks Mandarin more fluently than english). Plus he was a scrary looking guy, one you just can’t simply trust.
My gut feel told me not to book it with any of them since for sure they know we were tourist and they’ll keep the price high. The booker offered us a taxi to Genting for “330 Ringgit” for 4 people. I’ve decided to check the real price for myself with a taxi driver. I hailed a cab and asked the driver how much to go to Genting. His initial offer was 170 Ringgit. I asked if it is for the whole cab and he said yes. (In my mind I was already pissed at the booker who kept on following us and the one who offered the 330 Ringgit price) I asked the cab driver again if there is anymore less since we will need two cabs. He then told us he could drive us to Genting for 150 ringgit. That was his last price.
Score! I quickly called my friends so we could quickly leave that place. I told them we already have a cab and I also told them about “tagang presyo” of that booker. That booker was even “bastos” when he approached our cab driver and told him:”these are MY customers.” He was asking our cab driver to leave us behind (it was his tactic) so he could make a sale with us.
I had enough. I told him in mandarin to get out of our way or I’ll call the police. He was already being abusive and was beginning to bully us in getting a cab in his price. Why not? When he could be making a lot of money!! To think—that was almost 230% mark up from the cab driver’s price.

He finally backed off as we rode the cab…. and finally, we were off that place. I was just glad to be out of that place.
The travel to Genting from KL by taxi took almost 2-3 hours. It was traffic (since it was their holiday that time, Edil Fitr). It was already 2:30 pm when we got to the Skyway transit where we would then need to ride a cable car to reach Genting.

Lo and behold, when we got there, there was a really really long queue for the cable car. A lot of waiting again… We were already getting pissed at how our day was unfolding. It took almost 2 hours before we got to ride the cable car and was on our way to GENTING.

While waiting at the long queue for the cable car.

When we finally got to the top… It was freeeeeeezing cold!!!!!

Just imagine how cold Genting is. At the top of the mountain.. (What the hell were we thinking we’re going for a swim? hahaha.)
(Okay, Back story: We did check Genting’s amusement park and its ammenities. How much it would cost us.. yadah yadah.. We also learned that there is a water theme park. So our plan was we would finish the theme park then water park… So another presumption we made was it was hot there since it was hot in KL… but but but! It was darn freezing cold!!! Think Baguio then minus the temperature degree to about -3. It was darn cold plus it didn’t help that we were in our Beach outfit. As in shirt and short and in our bags were our beach attire.)

In our beach attire to Genting. Shorts and shirt.

So maybe that is why people were staring at us when we entered the amusement park!!! Here we were in Genting, clad in our beach outfit when everyone else is wearing winter-ish clothes, jacket, scarfs and in their pants while we were almost freezing our ass of in our beach attire.

Had 3 Shirts on and still freezing.

It didn’t also helped that it was already noontime when we got there. Temperature was dropping quick. But we still decided to continue on riding even if we can feel the chills. We already paid, might as well enjoy it.

Another sort of bad luck we had was that we were running out of ringgit in our pockets. After paying for the entrance fee, our cab, cable car, and saving up for another cab payment back to hotel- we only have few ringgits left. As in, so few that we can even no longer buy good meal for lunch for all of us!

So here we are in Genting with only a few money left and freezing our ass off while trying to enjoy our Genting trip.

We did survive. Only rode 2 rides however (such a waste of money) because it was really cold and some of the rides were closed.

by 9:30pm, we decided to call it a night and we all wanted to go home. We were tired,hungry,cold and just wanted a good night sleep.

After another long queue to the cable car station, finally was able to get to the lower grounds.

So then we were off to the bus/taxi area to get a transpo for ourselves and when we got there– the place was deserted! As in no taxi, no bus and no van!!!!

Panic! Panic! Panic!

We were trying to search around the whole area for any taxi that would pass by but none to our avail. We asked the police for help but they’ve said taxis were no longer available at those time and if we want to hail a taxi we should take the cable car again and go to Genting to get a cab.

I wanted to scream!

We no longer have any energy to go back up there and the cable car would soon close anyway.. So we’ve decided to call our hotel in KL to ask if they could send as a taxi from KL to Genting to pick us up. Of course we would pay for the cab’s back and forth meter. The hotel told us to call them again after a few while, while they check if there is any cab available. So we did and the one speaking at the phone said he has his friend called and was going to pick us up..

We were glad.. and so we waited… and waited.. and waited…. for almost 1 hour and 25 minutes..

Waiting at the curb for our taxi to come..

Until another call came, it was from the same guy who we speaked with. He then said his friend decided not to go anymore and changed plan.

What the fuck! Why did he had to say it now when he could’ve said it earlier?

So now, we no longer have any transpo home. It was already 2 AM and our flight going back to Singapore is 8 AM. How are we going back to our hotel???

I’ve decided to ask again the nearby police station if they could help us. This lady police then tried to radiothe Genting top area if there is any available taxi… None available…. The last resort came.. She then said, we could ask private car owners to drive us back to KL and pay them money, sort of “arkilahin”. She then came with us in the parking area, when this car finally drove by in front of us as in perfect timing and the lady police halted it and told the owner of our situation. The car owner charged 300 ringgit but who we are to complain anymore. We just want to go home already! Even if it means riding a stranger’s car. At least it was five of us in the car and he was alone.

And finally we got back to the hotel 3:35 AM. We were even happy to pay the car owner his 300 ringgit since we were safely back to KL.

Thank God for miracles.

It was definitely one heck of misadventure rolled into one day. From the “bastos” Malaysians,transpo problem, wrong attire, freezing weather, few  money left, long queues, and almost getting deserted in Genting— One darn misadventure I must say!

We still had a long night after that misadventure. Still had to pack our bags and check out our hotel. No more time for sleeping (We’ve learn our lesson from missing our flight on our 3rd day), so after packing, off we went to Airport.

by 9 AM we were back in Singapore…

Only to realize that my friend’s cellphone was left in our hotel back  in Malaysia….

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