IL, JK, WKS and I had decided to go to Penang. Due to a lack of time, they were also to drop me off in Ipoh on the way back, as I had a wedding to attend.
MYR31,000/ month cousin's gorgeous wedding, where some people turned up looking like mechanics straight after work and random old women walked up to my mother asking why "your daughter so dark, last time she was so fair". The bride was adorable and most relatives seemed to have aged significantly. Bro had booked us into this hotel which had a Men's Only spa (very questionable), but excellent service in spite of the aged facilities.
The tallest Buddha statue in the world, apparently. It looked way more impressive on the poster. The cable car ride up there is a bit of a gimmick, me thinks. I mean, it went on for all of 1 minute.
A view from the top of one of those temples in Kek Lok Si (see below). We developed a theory that the Asam Laksa became popular due to the hungry religious hordes that frequent the temple.
WKS and IL. I think the four characters mean Sea, Sky, Buddha, Earth.
The MYR2 paid to that grumpy nun at the gate was worth it. This place is gorgeous. This lousy picture does not remotely justify the intricacy of the carvings. When I do finally manage the Eurotrip, I'll probably be overwhelmed by a similar sense of wonder looking at church ceilings over there.
Turtles galore!
We meant to stay there, but indecisiveness left us with Shangri-La instead. The interior was gorgeous. Minimalistic luxury. I heard the rooms are equipped with iPod docks, which would have been handy. Try surviving on one full charge for four days with iPod Touch.
I especially loved the pool. You get these private lounge areas which are only accessible by swimming.
This band was awesome. They owned every song. I had a massive girl crush on the vocalist, whom I pounced on after their first set. You see, people hug and kiss random strangers in Australia, and well, they don't in Penang. AWKWARD. But we talked briefly anyway and I told her she was awesome.
Ultraman. I would so go to this kindergarten, if I had a say in the choice. Instead, my mother sent me to Villa Maria, where the principal had hairy curls on her legs and those of us who pooed our pants were washed by village-y women. Not that I did. No sir-ree.
At the Shang looked pretty festive. The availability of wifi was very limited though.
Driving into the Penang Bridge. WKS suggested we stopped to admire the view, but then we decided not to since it was frequent suicide joint and we didn't want to raise any unnecessary alarm.
The Shang. I'm happy to report that the Batu Ferringhi pasar malam is still thriving. Look out of the Chinese guy's DVD stall. It's packed though, so watch your valuables. MYR3 (AUD1) per disc.
Within the parameters of the hotel, it was very civilized and resort-y. The moment you take one step outside, onto the beach, you're assailed by men asking if you want to parasail/ jetski/ get a massage/ make friends. Needless to say, I didn't leave the hotel grounds alone again.
IL, JK and I squeezed onto the king-sized bed. WKS had the extra bed, since he was the tallest of us all (not that we set very high standards). Thankfully, there were no snorers.
MYR31,000/ month cousin's gorgeous wedding, where some people turned up looking like mechanics straight after work and random old women walked up to my mother asking why "your daughter so dark, last time she was so fair". The bride was adorable and most relatives seemed to have aged significantly. Bro had booked us into this hotel which had a Men's Only spa (very questionable), but excellent service in spite of the aged facilities.
The tallest Buddha statue in the world, apparently. It looked way more impressive on the poster. The cable car ride up there is a bit of a gimmick, me thinks. I mean, it went on for all of 1 minute.
A view from the top of one of those temples in Kek Lok Si (see below). We developed a theory that the Asam Laksa became popular due to the hungry religious hordes that frequent the temple.
WKS and IL. I think the four characters mean Sea, Sky, Buddha, Earth.
The MYR2 paid to that grumpy nun at the gate was worth it. This place is gorgeous. This lousy picture does not remotely justify the intricacy of the carvings. When I do finally manage the Eurotrip, I'll probably be overwhelmed by a similar sense of wonder looking at church ceilings over there.
Turtles galore!
We meant to stay there, but indecisiveness left us with Shangri-La instead. The interior was gorgeous. Minimalistic luxury. I heard the rooms are equipped with iPod docks, which would have been handy. Try surviving on one full charge for four days with iPod Touch.
Ultraman. I would so go to this kindergarten, if I had a say in the choice. Instead, my mother sent me to Villa Maria, where the principal had hairy curls on her legs and those of us who pooed our pants were washed by village-y women. Not that I did. No sir-ree.
At the Shang looked pretty festive. The availability of wifi was very limited though.
Driving into the Penang Bridge. WKS suggested we stopped to admire the view, but then we decided not to since it was frequent suicide joint and we didn't want to raise any unnecessary alarm.
The Shang. I'm happy to report that the Batu Ferringhi pasar malam is still thriving. Look out of the Chinese guy's DVD stall. It's packed though, so watch your valuables. MYR3 (AUD1) per disc.
Within the parameters of the hotel, it was very civilized and resort-y. The moment you take one step outside, onto the beach, you're assailed by men asking if you want to parasail/ jetski/ get a massage/ make friends. Needless to say, I didn't leave the hotel grounds alone again.
IL, JK and I squeezed onto the king-sized bed. WKS had the extra bed, since he was the tallest of us all (not that we set very high standards). Thankfully, there were no snorers.
2 comments:
I did not recognize Kek Lok Si from photo 7 (from the top) - the one with the carvings. I thought it was some place in China.
Off topic: on your indecision post (with comments closed off), although I do not know what you are talking about, I just would like to share something I read from this blog: it said and I quote:
"..it is more important to be able to make a decision, than whether the decision turns out to be right or wrong."
Erh, sorry for being so kepoh, commenting even when the comment section is off.
Lol. Thanks for your comment, mun. I appreciate your advice. I am still sitting on the decision. I only closed the comments because I didn't want people to ask: What happened?
And yes, Kek Lok Si has really changed. There's still heaps of stalls on the way up there though.
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