Freeze & Flood
I had just spent two absolutely freezing days in Genting Highlands with my mother and brother for a small vacation. Yes, I'm not one of those people who practically go up to Genting every fortnight (to gamble). I have only been to Genting twice in my entire life, and my last trip was probably about a decade ago, so this trip meant a lot to me.
I enjoyed the nippy cold air and scenery, but unfortunately nothing much else appealed to me. I was banned from those that did, though. Like the casino which I was only a year too young to enter, told rudely to us by a bitch-slappable Malay guy. Nevermind that my piercings triggered the metal detector alarms easily.
Everything else was either too expensive or too boring. This acrobat water show thingy called H2O was like, fourty Ringgit. Attractions were custom-made for their majority of Chinese patrons. Flatly, things were too chink for our liking, and I'm trying not to complain about the 1 million and one Chinese people there with their many children running, screaming, skating, vomitting, and crying there. Let's just classify that as chaos and annoyance.
After finding out that we landed in a second Hong Kong, we also found out that we landed in a second China, linguistically. A majority of the shop staffs only spoke Mandarin mainly (some Cantonese), and did not understand English. One cashier could not even understand the concept of a receipt.
Still, I found something that was good in Genting. One thing. A Ripleys Believe It Or Not Warehouse.
Some of the exhibits at the Ripleys Warehouse
Since it was too cold and a blizzard was adamant on keeping us indoors throughout our first one and a half days there, I sat in the room sometimes to try to heat up. The hotel room did not have a heater.
Me freezing my ass off
It was easily zero degrees during the night as the powerful winds blew screaming winds against our windows much like an orchestra of ghostly sirens in pain.
On the second day the skies cleared slightly and we were able to walk about in the theme park which was right beside our hotel.
Plus the fog, the theme park looked like something out of a slasher movie located inside a deserted carnival during the night.
I have never seen such thick fogs before, so walking around exploring the entire Genting was interesting, like I was walking into a misty movie set.
Genting's got some really great deco going on, you can't take enough pictures of them, but our camera was getting wiped out by the wet mists around the place.
Anyway, on the third day, it was time to leave, but as we stepped into the Genting Skyway cable car to go back down, the sun shone through the thick clouds and it was finally a nice sunny day... just when we were leaving. Nice.
Oh FYI, the blizzard we encountered was part of the flash floods occuring in Pahang, Kelantan and Terengganu which so far has killed thirteen people, and had over 12,000 have evacuated from their homes.
I enjoyed the nippy cold air and scenery, but unfortunately nothing much else appealed to me. I was banned from those that did, though. Like the casino which I was only a year too young to enter, told rudely to us by a bitch-slappable Malay guy. Nevermind that my piercings triggered the metal detector alarms easily.
Everything else was either too expensive or too boring. This acrobat water show thingy called H2O was like, fourty Ringgit. Attractions were custom-made for their majority of Chinese patrons. Flatly, things were too chink for our liking, and I'm trying not to complain about the 1 million and one Chinese people there with their many children running, screaming, skating, vomitting, and crying there. Let's just classify that as chaos and annoyance.
After finding out that we landed in a second Hong Kong, we also found out that we landed in a second China, linguistically. A majority of the shop staffs only spoke Mandarin mainly (some Cantonese), and did not understand English. One cashier could not even understand the concept of a receipt.
Still, I found something that was good in Genting. One thing. A Ripleys Believe It Or Not Warehouse.
Since it was too cold and a blizzard was adamant on keeping us indoors throughout our first one and a half days there, I sat in the room sometimes to try to heat up. The hotel room did not have a heater.
It was easily zero degrees during the night as the powerful winds blew screaming winds against our windows much like an orchestra of ghostly sirens in pain.
On the second day the skies cleared slightly and we were able to walk about in the theme park which was right beside our hotel.
Plus the fog, the theme park looked like something out of a slasher movie located inside a deserted carnival during the night.
I have never seen such thick fogs before, so walking around exploring the entire Genting was interesting, like I was walking into a misty movie set.
Genting's got some really great deco going on, you can't take enough pictures of them, but our camera was getting wiped out by the wet mists around the place.
Anyway, on the third day, it was time to leave, but as we stepped into the Genting Skyway cable car to go back down, the sun shone through the thick clouds and it was finally a nice sunny day... just when we were leaving. Nice.
Oh FYI, the blizzard we encountered was part of the flash floods occuring in Pahang, Kelantan and Terengganu which so far has killed thirteen people, and had over 12,000 have evacuated from their homes.
Chewed out by Mystery Wolf at 3:08 AM
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I is jealous you is get to go Genting.
No need jealous wan... :P
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