I don't think Singaporeans really like Malaysia's Genting Highlands.

It's like visiting public restrooms: You cannot not go. If I say the visitation's because of the difference in Fahrenheit it's more than mere suspicion. "Out of the fridge... coo... into the toaster...", Mr Chicken Pie recounts the daily horrors, "and God help me if that 100-kg meat-mincer of a kid from down the road stops by... coo... coo..."

And that's where I'm going tomorrow. I mean Genting Highlands.

Was varnishing my camera prior to my trip to Australia, but Genting... nope... no dying firefly or gum tree... just my girlfriend and me (and her family). I think many of my friends find such a combination of travellers horrific, perhaps more so that I can still smile about it?

More on Australia when I return from Malaysia?


oH anyway don't be mistaken~!... Genting Highlands' an interesting place... clouds and rain making the atmosphere romantic and wintry kind of thing~

... wOohOoo~!~!

And in case you've forgotten... you guys rock!