Langkawi Getaway Day3

I was awaken from my slumber by the noises in the room. The sun is already seeping through the slits of the curtains. It is already late morning. The whole room is bustling with chatters and laughters which is not uncommon when FaiTh and Casie collide. I quickly got up from the mattress to wash up and prepare to go for breakfast before any hungry souls loose their temper.

We step out into the deserted street with our eyes keeping alert of any makan shops. There is a small hut just opposite the road serving food. Our steps has been lure towards it and we are completely powerless to resist. We are already sitting at one of the table by the time I regain my perception. No point fighting now so we ordered our brunch.

I looked around us and everyone is moving like zombies (super slow motion). Some are probably having a hang over while the rest might be due to the fasting month that they want to preserve energy. The food and drinks are served after a century long. It was tasteless... completely diluted. We swallow as much as we could cause we need the energy to endure the day.

I called for the bill but were told to the counter to settle it... The lady behind the counter gaze at me with a little curl on her lip. Before I could make any sense out of that stare, she has slaughtered me alive with the bill. Although I was prepared for that attack, I sustained a huge damage of almost RM70... Soaking wet in blood I quickly hide my wound and signal my squad to flee the place.

Annie suggested to go to the orchard to pluck some wild fruits for our supply during the journey. However, it was not a blooming season for fruits at this time of the year. We thought it was not worth to pay the gatekeeper to enter so we deflect to conquer Mount Raya, the other highest peak of Langkawi (since we didn't make it up Mount Cincang). Our vehicle is running low on gas and we have to look for a nearest station to fill up..... it was pouring cats and dogs by the time we are ready to scale up Mount Raya.

With wipers sweeping at full speed, but I could only barely see a kilometre ahead. The sounds of howling winds and cracking thunders just outside our hood makes maneuvering along the narrow winding road even more challenging. I don't want to lose thrust and keep pressing on through the thick rain... straining my eyes and coordination muscles.

The sky cleared up to welcome us when we were reaching the submit. Dark clouds rolled away in the glistering sun ray. It was a blessing in disguise that we have to travel 20+ KM to refill gas earlier... else it will still be raining heavily when we arrive at the submit..... The stone watch tower stand tall in front of us as we approach the inn gate.


The narrow winding road uphill

The Watch Tower

We were greeted by the innkeeper upon stepping foot on the terrace. He is well dressed and suspiciously urges us to take a peek upstairs the watch tower... Later we learnt that they are serving potion of coffee or tea up there but we have to pay up RM10 for it plus the view from the top. We have came this far so we took the bait even though we know the potion would be a propaganda.... Its the view that impede this from being a complete waste of time.


View of the lounge on the watch tower



Potion served



Corridor of the inn



View of the mangrove from the tower

Above clouds

We linger around the small area of the tower for abit and started to realize we are late for our check-out from our inn back at Pantai Cenang. We hurried down the tower, jump into our sedan and sped off. The trail was all misty with steam raising from the surface of the road... We saw cows grazing at the grasses by the road side and wonder how they got up here. It is a desolated mountain road and there are nobody to claim owner of these cows. They are lucky I don't take beef.

After claiming all our inventories and cram everything into our vehicle, we set off to wonder around the island. We set foot on the forlorn hot spring village half an hour later. It was early afternoon but the sky is gloomy. The whole village is lifeless and flat. We spend 10 minutes there and I really felt it is a little too long as the place is lack of maintenance.


FaiTh cautiuosly testing the pond water... its cold.

Without much ado, we set off to our next destination. The waterfall plan was scraped due to the cloudy sky and we do not want to be caught in a muddy and drench situation. So we continue our exploration further along the road. My stomach is drumming but food is rare out here... The group is still stuffed and I do not want to slow down the pack with hunting for food.

Soon we arrived at the bird park. Casie and mum is not interested so they stayed outside and hang around while we go for the safari. Toll for the entrance is RM12 per head when we flash our Mykad and double if you don't have one. It is a real big park with real big birds. I am hungry so I decided not to buy any food to feed those birds... let us all puasa together... The whole tour took around an hour.

Entrance guard in white armour




Flammingo or crane?



Kancil in a bird park... pity lil fella.



Afternoon nap



Check out my crown



Peacock trying his luck on pigeon

 

Brahminy Kite

We complete our ramble in the park by dusk. Headed straight to Kuah town bazaar Ramadhan to get some ayam percik... a kind of barbecued chicken. Pack a variety of dinner and some last minute shopping for friends (who place orders via phone). Here comes the difficult part... where and how to eat? There are no proper table nor proper cutleries.

An elder in the tribe is a treasure to the tribe... Casie's mum kept some fork and spoon from the McD at LCCT before we fly here. You may not understand why until you need them badly... how thoughtful of her. We settle down at a stone table by the Cenang beach to feast on our dinner while watching the sun set slowly into the horizon.


Evening sunset at Cenang beach

After sharing one of our ayam percik to a foreign couple and stuffing up everything else, its time to leave for airport. On the way to the airstrip, we stopby another beach just to ease our heavy heart to part with the beach... our escapade is coming to an end.


 We return the rented car with much difficulty because there was nobody at the counter. Luckily we are there early and managed to call them in before our flight. FaiTh and Casie also managed to fulfill their main objective of this trip... to get their perfumes.

The whole getaway ended perfectly with a speedy ride back from LCCT in an F1 car. I would like to thank everyone in the group for this awesome retreat we share together... I'll cherish these momories forever. Thank you all so much!