I woke up early and perform my Subuh prayer, but I hesitated to take my bath as it was freezing cold although there is a water heater. We continued our journey to Kelantan after taking breakfast at Rossa Pasadena’s Hotel. Again, it was sponsored by Segamat’s ADUN. I bumped into my senior at that hotel. Based on my assumption, she was having her honeymoon as she said that she came back to get married.
Rossa Pasadena Hotel
Bas Catar... another way to spell charter bus
I slept almost all the way from Cameron to Kelantan. Again, the journey was a long meandering road. I told myself, it is better for me to sleep than staying up and resulting having a terrible headache. Only when we reached Kelatan I woke up. We watched Slumdog Millionaire. I love the story. And for me, the most meaningful dialogue was, “You said that you want to see the real sight of India. So, this is the reality”. This dialogue was uttered by the main character when he was a boy to an Englishman when his tire was stolen.
We reached Rantau Panjang quite late. Luckily we had a heavy breakfast (if not because of limitation of time, I wanted to eat more!). Frankly, I couldn’t figure out what I want to buy, so I just followed my colleagues. I wanted to buy brooch, however, none of them attracted my attention. Finally I bought I blouse inspired from trench coat. Woa! I felt like jumping up and down as I really admire trench coat. Kak Bet envied me very much as she said that the blouse was nice and fitted me very well. She wanted to buy it too, but she couldn’t really fit into the blouse.
Some interesting pictures at Rantau Panjang
Geng Budak Kacamata
Couldn't figure out what kind of drinks are this...
Kacang Cidik??? Pistachios la~~~
Kudaku lari gagah berani... lalalala~~~
Bubble dress for kids. I just love it!
Most of them buy food at Rantau Panjang. I, on the other hand had to think twice. Should I or shouldn’t I buy the food as my father is ‘on the way’ to get new teeth *wink*wink*. I just bought some sausages to eat as I was extremely hungry at that time and I have to eat as the doctor suspected that I’m getting gastritis.
After that, we checked in at Paloh Inn. I would love to suggest this place for those who would like to come with big family and wish to cramp everybody in one room. The room was spacious and comfortable. Just look at the pictures below.
After that, we checked in at Paloh Inn. I would love to suggest this place for those who would like to come with big family and wish to cramp everybody in one room. The room was spacious and comfortable. Just look at the pictures below.
This is where we stayed
The room
Outside
Our driver (look at the blue arrow)
The showroom
What I like the most about Paloh Inn is that it is a combination of inn, showroom and batik’s workshop. You could actually buy batik at this place. Whether you want the cloth or ready made clothes, it’s all here.
After Maghib prayers, we went to Wakaf Che Yeh. Yet, I was quite disappointing as we were only given half an hour to be at that place. They were rushing to go to KB Mall. We had our dinner there, and the moment we sat at the stall, child beggars came and surrounded us, begging some money. I gave a small amount to them as I think they are not actually Malaysian and there is a syndicate that forces them to be beggars. The thing that annoyed me was, the kid started to curse me in foreign language. Although I do not understand wth he is talking about, I think the boy came from Myanmar.
They reminded me of the film that I’ve watched before, Slumdog Millionaire. This time around, the boy will never be a millionaire. Kak Ina asked him, whether he went to school or not. He said yes, and he is in standard two. So I asked him, “dua campur dua berapa?” and he answered “dua”. Obviously, he is not schooling.
After Maghib prayers, we went to Wakaf Che Yeh. Yet, I was quite disappointing as we were only given half an hour to be at that place. They were rushing to go to KB Mall. We had our dinner there, and the moment we sat at the stall, child beggars came and surrounded us, begging some money. I gave a small amount to them as I think they are not actually Malaysian and there is a syndicate that forces them to be beggars. The thing that annoyed me was, the kid started to curse me in foreign language. Although I do not understand wth he is talking about, I think the boy came from Myanmar.
They reminded me of the film that I’ve watched before, Slumdog Millionaire. This time around, the boy will never be a millionaire. Kak Ina asked him, whether he went to school or not. He said yes, and he is in standard two. So I asked him, “dua campur dua berapa?” and he answered “dua”. Obviously, he is not schooling.
The boy who cursed me in wth language...
Beggars@Wakaf Che Yeh
After having a rushing dinner, we went to KB Mall. I was so frustrated and I decided to buy things that I will never find at Wakaf Che Yeh. Guess did what I buy?
Books.
Yes, books.
I bought it at Popular Bookstore and smile all the way because the books cost me more than my blouse. Ghee…
Back from KB Mall, we had our Isyak prayer pacing the stuff and sleep. Another tiring day…
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