So that’s us, all 11 of us. See the bus at the back. That’s not ours.
Ours was a humble 24 seater. Not much complains there because we were all just excited at the prospect of going KL together. And that was the whole point of the trip. It was about the company. Baik ah kita members.
In the bus, the lucky ones got a single seat. The unlucky ones got the double seaters. The totally sial suey nak mampus punya got Faliq. Kesian Sam. Thanks to my quick thinking, I managed to sit beside Nazir at the last minute. Still not a pretty sight but it was better than having to give Faliq a high 5 every ten seconds. Dia high maintenance dok.
To kill the time during the journey, we did our own things.
Some slept.
Some wore shades and pretended to sleep while they actually posed for the camera.
And none of them played with their PSP.
Upon reaching Puduraya, our first task was to buy the return tickets to Spore. That place was dilapidated, noisy and intimidating. There were bus operators approaching you every minute and even if you ignore them, another one will come bugging like a housefly that refuses to go away.
“ Mau pegi mana mau pegi mana mau pegi mana. Singapore ada, Ipoh ada, Johor ada. Tanya je tanya je.” We just wanted to ask them to shut up la.
Or “ Bus mana lu mau? Aeroline? Aeroline ada aeroline ada”. Muka confident to the max la, then he brought us to his booth and showed the bus, YELLOWline. Asalkan they sound the same, they just whack. Seriously nak kena tumbuk ah.
After buying the tickets, our navigators for the trip, Joses and Wan took over. SISPEC power. They led us to Hotel Agora. Hotel-wise, lets just say we could have it better. According to Suff, even Hotel 81 rocks his socks better. Location wise, it was perfect. It was along Jalan Bukit Bintang, adjacent to Lot Ten and directly opposite Sungei Wang. Speaking of it, here’s a brainteaser. Banyak banyak sungai, sungai mana banyak wang? Go figure.
We settled down into our rooms.
“ Mau pegi mana mau pegi mana mau pegi mana. Singapore ada, Ipoh ada, Johor ada. Tanya je tanya je.” We just wanted to ask them to shut up la.
Or “ Bus mana lu mau? Aeroline? Aeroline ada aeroline ada”. Muka confident to the max la, then he brought us to his booth and showed the bus, YELLOWline. Asalkan they sound the same, they just whack. Seriously nak kena tumbuk ah.
After buying the tickets, our navigators for the trip, Joses and Wan took over. SISPEC power. They led us to Hotel Agora. Hotel-wise, lets just say we could have it better. According to Suff, even Hotel 81 rocks his socks better. Location wise, it was perfect. It was along Jalan Bukit Bintang, adjacent to Lot Ten and directly opposite Sungei Wang. Speaking of it, here’s a brainteaser. Banyak banyak sungai, sungai mana banyak wang? Go figure.
We settled down into our rooms.
Faliq settled into his gay tendencies.. and I played along.
That was pretty much the room.. and also Nas's body.
That's not the room. That's the lobby with 2 very good looking people. Eh wait a minute, that was me.
The arrangements for the rooms were as follows.. First room consists of Zal “Wooooo”, Wan “I think Mas Selamat is 2/3 Woman”, Ben “ I Can use and so can you” and Sam “ Tahu tak pe, tempeh tanak, nasi lebih, sambal kurang, ayam panas, kuar pedas sikit”.
Second room had Mus “Lance Corporal Contingent Commander”, Joses “ Pseudo Mat” and Nazir “I dontsss have auto roam”.
The last room was left with Nas “ Kaki aku basah, tangan aku basah, seluardalam basah, Bras basah”, Suff “I miss Racheal, awww”, Faliq “Nak wrestling kapaa” and aku la siapa lagi.
(PS: Please add your own pictures of what happenned in your rooms. Jangan jealous eh)
Since it was already quite late, we grabbed a quick meal at some food court at Lot 10. Our first taste of Malaysian Food. Then we broke up into groups and that’s when the fun began. Wan recommended this hair salon to those who thought they badly needed a haircut. Just for the experience, 5 of us in total got a head massage cum hair wash cum hair cut cum hair styling from a professional stylist. It was worth the 50 ringgit though I’m not sure I’ll do the same thing in Singapore.
Since it was already quite late, we grabbed a quick meal at some food court at Lot 10. Our first taste of Malaysian Food. Then we broke up into groups and that’s when the fun began. Wan recommended this hair salon to those who thought they badly needed a haircut. Just for the experience, 5 of us in total got a head massage cum hair wash cum hair cut cum hair styling from a professional stylist. It was worth the 50 ringgit though I’m not sure I’ll do the same thing in Singapore.
Before
After
Before
After
Before
After cutting, thinning, layering and styling.
The 4 of us showing off our new look with one blooming idiot.
We roamed around the area looking for the best bargains. After all, that was the sole purpose of going KL.
Dinner at A&W's. I bet you don't know what it stands for.
At night, we went Petaling Street, officially the most happenning street for me. A few years ago in KL, I was ticked off by this shop owner after I apparently wasted his time by trying on a cap without buying it. Nothing wrong on my part there but Petaling Street played and still plays by their own rules. And I conveniently forgotten it and paid the price.
Me and Nas were on our way out when this DVD salesman approached us. We politely declined. He then somehow chose to tried to convince me further and this was what happened.
Salesman kurang ajar : Lu mau blue? Lu mau blue? (whispers)
Me : Oh saya da ada banyak ah. Da cukup. (Laughed to myself cos it was funny what)
I should have just said no. Suddenly, his expression changed.
Salesman kurang ajar : Oh lu da ada cukup ah? Lu suruh kawan lu (points at Nas) pegi
balik bawa blue ke sini sekarang. Saya tunggu sini.
For a while, I thought he was kidding. But he was already shoving his face into mine so no joke there. I was taken aback so I didn’t know what to say.
Salesman kurang ajar : Ah pegi bawa blue sekarang!
Me : Ok maaf la.
Salesman kurang ajar : Lu lain kali tanak belii cakap tanak belii lu ada faham tak.
Kita pun belah ah apa lagi. I thought that was half-funny and half-scary ah.
A few moments later as we were walking away, Nas said as a matter-of-factly to me,
“ I knew I should have got myself a switchblade ah. Kalau aku ada, aku da stab dia ah. No one will know kan”. HAHA. That has to be the most ridiculous statement of the trip ah. This coming from a guy who’s too scared to start a conversation with a Hello, He now wants to kill people. Baik ah Nas. Kau bukan player ah, kau murderer.
On the way back to our hotel, we just had to buy Ramly Burger at this classic stall by the road. The true authentic Ramly burger, made in Malaysia.
The last plan that night was to catch the Germany-Portugal game together in someone’s room. But watching it in our sleep was nice too.
As usual before I slept, I routinely prepared my running attire and placed my shoes beside the door ready for my compulsory daily morning jog the next day.
We roamed around the area looking for the best bargains. After all, that was the sole purpose of going KL.
Dinner at A&W's. I bet you don't know what it stands for.
At night, we went Petaling Street, officially the most happenning street for me. A few years ago in KL, I was ticked off by this shop owner after I apparently wasted his time by trying on a cap without buying it. Nothing wrong on my part there but Petaling Street played and still plays by their own rules. And I conveniently forgotten it and paid the price.Me and Nas were on our way out when this DVD salesman approached us. We politely declined. He then somehow chose to tried to convince me further and this was what happened.
Salesman kurang ajar : Lu mau blue? Lu mau blue? (whispers)
Me : Oh saya da ada banyak ah. Da cukup. (Laughed to myself cos it was funny what)
I should have just said no. Suddenly, his expression changed.
Salesman kurang ajar : Oh lu da ada cukup ah? Lu suruh kawan lu (points at Nas) pegi
balik bawa blue ke sini sekarang. Saya tunggu sini.
For a while, I thought he was kidding. But he was already shoving his face into mine so no joke there. I was taken aback so I didn’t know what to say.
Salesman kurang ajar : Ah pegi bawa blue sekarang!
Me : Ok maaf la.
Salesman kurang ajar : Lu lain kali tanak belii cakap tanak belii lu ada faham tak.
Kita pun belah ah apa lagi. I thought that was half-funny and half-scary ah.
A few moments later as we were walking away, Nas said as a matter-of-factly to me,
“ I knew I should have got myself a switchblade ah. Kalau aku ada, aku da stab dia ah. No one will know kan”. HAHA. That has to be the most ridiculous statement of the trip ah. This coming from a guy who’s too scared to start a conversation with a Hello, He now wants to kill people. Baik ah Nas. Kau bukan player ah, kau murderer.
On the way back to our hotel, we just had to buy Ramly Burger at this classic stall by the road. The true authentic Ramly burger, made in Malaysia.
The last plan that night was to catch the Germany-Portugal game together in someone’s room. But watching it in our sleep was nice too.
As usual before I slept, I routinely prepared my running attire and placed my shoes beside the door ready for my compulsory daily morning jog the next day.
And that was Day 1.
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