pictures are at the post of the very surreal getaway at Berjaya Bukit Tinggi
and also to why I encourage you not to go to Berjaya Hills Bukit Tinggi and anywhere that is developed by developers who don't put their whole effort into building something, well just doing things half heartedly like - a rotten Easter Egg shell with nice fake colourings and decorations made on the surface of the shell and the inside is all rotting. yeah...
this is the story to my crap escapade to Berjaya Hills - Bukit Tinggi. so it was a night, on the 25th, friday, X'mas, my grandma called and asked if any of us (my sisters and myself) would be joining her and her relatives to Bukit Tinggi. Which, I replied to "no". and then i felt bad because she has been asking us about it. then i called her up and agreed to which I felt so bad and just did it for the sake of spending some quality time with my grandma... Ashley wanted to come but my mom was like no. then she started crying the whole night......
so in the morning i got ready, waited for my mom to take me to my grandma's place to which we would be hitching a ride with the relatives to Bukit Tinggi.. and well Ashley did come along after all because my mom felt bad. so this is where it goes... Ashley and myself were at my grandma's house. and we waited for my relatives to come over to eat before leaving for Bukit Tinggi. so the relatives include my grandma's cousin which is my grandaunt, her 2 daughters which are my aunts, the first aunt's husband and 3 sons and the second aunt. so basically it is the 10 of us.
i have alot to "talk" about my relatives too but i cant disclose it here, sighs.. oh well, just the rant on the place then. hahaha
so we drove and got to Bukit Tinggi and I've never been there didn't know where we were staying, which I of course expected a hotel.. so we reached the top.. it was cool and nice. and I just found out that we were to bunk in Meranti Park Suites (doesnt sound that shabby or bad does it?) imagine, this Meranti Park Suites is like way on the left hand side of the road and the Colmar Tropicale (the so called French Provence .. freaking fake, ill get there soon enough..) which is way on the right side end of the road. and those 2 are lets say about 15km far?? to check in, we have to drive all the way to the Colmar Tropicale, just to check in... and then only drive back to the Meranti Park Suites..
wtf??? i mean.. is it that expensive to employ 2 or maybe 1 person, buy a table and put it at the entrance of Meranti Park fuck so that people can check in?????? like wtf is this??? so we were at Colmar Tropicale (pretentious name much), we just wanted to check in, and the stupid guards were like "oh you have to park the car inside" and we are like wtf why do we have to park the car when we just wanna drop someone off amongst us, to check in and get the heck out of there.. so we went to the car park anyways. and crapp, the car park was freaking congested such low ceiling and it was gross.. but whatever, we went up the lobby and the lobby was filled with people. people getting excited to be there??? fuck no.. people were there waiting for their rooms, some even for already 4 hours!!!!!!!!!! and why??? because they have yet to clear and clean up the damn room.... service?????
okay maybe now, i would screw living in the hotels in Colmar Tropicale... so not close to 1 star? whatever.. then, we got to the car park and drove out.. whilst in the car, i was looking around at the place and was like. . . "is this some cheap toy castle wannabe land?" whatever.. so we drove ALL THE WAY to Meranti.. when we got there.. it was a freaking apartment.. (dont ask me why, i didnt book the place, i didnt know i would be coming till the very last minute, didnt know a shit, and my grandma didnt know.. it was the other side of the family that did it). the fucking apartment was horrible...
i wanted to die. when we got in, okay lets just say Ashley, the younger twin and my youngest sister is like the most give-in person ever.. if she were to be beaten up she wouldnt complain because she wouldnt want to 'cause further trouble.. and Im bimbo enough but Ashley HATED the place too.. how bad can it get.. its likke proven, even the nicest person in the house that doesnt mind anything, thinks this is unbearable!!! okay whatever.. now that we thought of it, wtf are we gonna do here.. we just wanted to go home. and the relatives were like hell excited to be here.. they are reallly really distant btw. haha
so. im usually very well mannered with relatives, elders or people i should respect, im humble, independent i would help clean up, wash the plates and shit. but this time. Ashley and myself just planned to let our STUCK UP side of us burst out in full throttle! so we set there with the DS, earphones, itouch, phones and all... and just didnt give a shit about anything else because the place suck.. how does it suck, there were 2 sofas which were like made of cheap white leather or fake? and it was stained with lots of crap... the floor was icky!!! and bathroom was =.=' it was not the squatting type, but it still sucked.. there were no beds but just mattresses..
Ashley and myself were so sad. . BIG MISTAKE should have listen to mom, to not come.. but it was all for my grandma.. hmmm.. then our cousins, 3 dudes decided to drive out to take a look around the place.. and Ashley and myself were like, who gives, i mean it is better than being stranded in the shithole.. so we went to Colmar Tropicale.. they have guardhouses there. you're supposedly to pay RM10 for every individual per entry.. hell no we were not paying for this worthless crap.. so we just went "CHECK IN" and they just merrily let us through.. DUMB.
got there.. so Colmar Tropicale was this FRENCH WANNABE place.. where you would go "why the hell did they paint that wall purple???" ohmygoddd.... the whole place was so fake... and it was so smalll....... from the entrance, you walk, until the end it only takes you less than 1 and a half minute???? it was all restaurants (which i dont think they deserve to be called that.. you will see why soon) and a retarded souvenir shop.. a really dirty bouncy ball playroom/hole for kids and some funfair-ish games which are so costly and cheat people. to which i had to pay 50 bucks of tokens for Ashley to play. she was like damn bored.
i was trying to make the best out of it by taking pictures and trying to make myself go "this is a nice place. take pictures!!!" NOTTTTT.. okay... the best part is that you have restaurants going by La Boulangerie, Le Vin, La Vande, Le Poulete Roti, Le Cigogne, Le Blason .. uhhh.. firstly, you will not be having any FRENCH TOURIST COMING TO YOUR FREAKING BADDD IMMITATION.. and, people going there arent gonna be able to pronounce those stuff.. although it is really simple french. you are just making more people think they can speak french and go around to their hometowns pronouncing all this french wrongly. which is badd badd education.. spreading the wrong stuff... so yeahh..
nevermind. the restaurants rant will come at the end, then we went to the Japanese Village to check things out.. woah we hiked up. it was nice, I thought it would be so much better. with the Japanese tea house and restaurant and all, the botanical gardens.. woahhhh!! sounds better right? we hiked, oh god the mountains were so damn misty it was so cool that I felt like Aprhodite or Hera in the Greek skies.. NOTT>. hahhaha.. so we hiked.. just the 3 cousins, Ashley and myself.. and mind you it was kinda steep.. and there were girls donning high heels up. we were all like "UHHHHHHHHh?????????kayyyyyyyy" so we got up.. and disappointment.. the japanese tea house had nothing and it was so freaking small like a pondok. the japanese gardens had nothing to offer. no BONSAIS?? does that mean i can call my garden a japanese garden now???????
walked and walked. and finally for the botanical gardens, cool! we got there.. we saw plants.. plants which you can find about anywhere in your homes... i was like, maybe this is just the beginning walk somemore.. wait.. thats it? just some house plants and, this is, the one and only botanical gardens??? and ohmyFgod, they had their "THE LARGEST ORCHID IN THE WORLD" which had no orchids in it.. quite sad.. and it wasnt that big after all.. HMM..
so we hiked back down with disappointment again.. got back to the apartment.. and had dinner and went out again to check out the golf country club which was... lets just say quite run down.. and we went to Colmar Tropicale again for the adults.. whatever.. went back to the apartment.. and Ashley and myself were the earliest to go to bed.. no surprise.. we just wanted to go home... that point.. we were like "no wonder we always stayed in RASA SAYANG RESORT and places like such!!!"
sunrise.. YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh.. throughout the whole thing, i was like texting my mom and henry.. texting my mom, that was how bored I was.. complaining alot which made laughter for both mom and henry hahahha.. oh well.. so we got up quickly packed.. ohhh.. this might be gross.. but the both of us did not bathe since we got there. it was only a night. we can take it. i'd rather be gross to not have bathe than bathe in a gross place..
went over to the rabbit park which had rabbits.. nothing much.. and really really sad stranded deers and donkeys.. there were only 4 deers and 2 donkeys. and they call it a deer park and donkey park!!!!! woohooo... then we went to Colmar Tropicale to chill because the adults wanted to go to the Japanese Village, they didnt believe that it sucked. so we chilled.. and they had really really bad shows.. basically bad dancers with bad costumes dancing to Beyonce and such, which were a disgrace to Beyonce and all!!!
so I went to L'Orient, to no surprise, serving asian cuisine.. and i was looking.. "god there is only a door to the kitchen, and like 10 tables, with no cashiers??" and then i went to another place which was called Le Blason or something.. and I was like "can i have the menu please" and the weirdo was like "no. we are serving buffet at 12" and i went "i am asking for the menu please" and to which he went "no. we are serving buffet no ala carte" . i was so pissed im like im asking for the fucking menu.. then i patiently said "so when are you gonna serve the ala carte? how much is the buffet?" and he went "32 plus plus and we only serve ala carte after 4pm because we need to do room service now" i was like 32 for some shit food and no ala carte because of room service???? wthell??
whatever then finally I just had to settle for Le Boulangerie. a stupid french bakery. first thing. i had to get a drink for Ashley. the coke was RM8.10. NO WAY IM GONNA PAY FOR THAT. then there was freshly squeezed juice which i dont trust them.. so i thought ice lemon tea was the safest which cost a fucking rm8.50. nevermind nevermind you know... i told the cashier "can i have an ice lemon tea please?" thennn the fucking bitch cashier/double bitch grabbed a glass and placed some ice inside and opened a cupboard and took out a bottle (you know the good day milk huge bottle, but only bigger, which looks like an black oil bottle for the car) and opened it, and started pouring (i supposed at that time the ice lemon tea) into the glass. i was SHOCKED TO THE MAX!!! she grabbed a straw and just gave it to me and said RM9.80.. i was like "what?!!!" then i realized the tax. but i was so frustrated..
Rm9.80 for a UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.. then Ashley got hungry.. i went to look at the bakery together with my cousins. we were like "oh god.. i wonder how long have these croissants have been sitting here" so i bought a tuna puff and they bought an apple crumble. you can guess the price. so we sat down. i got up and went to bitch again.. and said
"May i have 4 plates please" and she was like "WHAT DO YOU NEED THE PLATES FOR?" i was about to go "you !@#%$#%#$^^$*!!#$%#%" to her, but my cousin was like "hey ill ask you go sit." then when he came back he was like so furious. why? according to him. when he was asking for the plates, the bitch ignored him and served another customer. and then he said "could i please have the plates now?" she ignored him again. and he raised his voice and went "GIVE ME PLATES. or DO I HAVE TO PAY FOR THE FREAKING PLATES?!" and she just gave it to him..
why do we need the plates?????????? what, to eat the plates?? ohmygod.... so after that we started ranting about the whole place.. and finally headed to kg. bukit tinggi, bentong to eat. basically. I AM NEVER EVER COMING HERE AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! if I were to go anywhere, for a holiday, I would go the way my parents do it. you either spend all out. or dont go at all. being neither here and neither there... going to a very half-heartedly made up place. even if you are paying half the price or quarter of the price of what you pay for good quality, and if it sucks?? it all goes down.
the only good things there i remember at Bukit Tinggi? the Filipino band. they told me i could request for just any song. so i asked for 'And I love you so -Perry Como' and they said 'we know that song but we have yet to practice' i got disappointed. then the dude went 'how about Moon River - Perry Como' i was like. 'THAT'll DO!' and it was niceeeeeeeeeeee... hehe.. then i asked for 'Blue Christmas - Elvis Presley' and they played 'White Christmas' =.='. but it was good =) Filipinos are the best singers.. hehe
and most of all. time spent with my grandma and Ashley =)