When Monkey first mentioned Genting trip he talked about mountain, family, regular visits... So in between my ears, somehow the scenario was formed that his family has this tradition of climbing this mountain - tramping/camping sort of thing. Therefore, after my morning swim on Saturday 27 Jan, when I sow his sms telling me to come and join them I thought, ok why not some adventure sounds nice...
Well - to my surprise - the only adventure I had was later that night, and it
came in a form of the taxi ride from KL to Genting. Driver was a very old Uncle, with basically no ability to speak English, and more importantly not much of driving abilities either. It was already past 11pm, the old man should have been in bed anyhow, but instead he was still driving and driving as though he was the only one on the road... finding the apex across 3 lanes on a freeway; coming to a complete stop in a thick fog and mist - in the middle of the road as though it was a parking lot; and then falling a sleep at the wheel while navigating turns of the mountain... After we arrived, in one peace, to the resort I was trying to tell him to take a nap for a while before getting on a one-2 hour journey back to KL. He didn't listen, or I should say he did not understand - I hope he made it back safely. |
| From Genting, Jan07 |
The main attraction of the place is that it has no need for air-conditioners... Relatively speaking, it's cold over there.
Not being able to find the hot water at 4h in the morning, and then waking up w/ a sore throat - the stupidity never cases to entertain - especially when paired with 'few' drinks :)
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