Finally, A Trip Overseas with My Family...

Hello everyone! Yes, I’m back from Genting. I can’t say I have loads of fun there but the family time spent together is well worth it. I think the most enjoyable part is the drive to Genting. This time, my dad drove to Genting and the best part is that he just started driving not too long ago after a break of more than 5 years and we do not really know how to drive there using the second causeway. And so, all of us do not dare to sleep on the way there and kept our eyes peeled open for the road signs. My Dad Driving
We were caught up in a freak rain! We could see the rain as we approached and while we were in the downpour, we couldn’t see anything in front of us because it was raining so heavily! Our speed went down to 40km/hr when we were driving at 140km/hr-160km/hr. (We want to reach there early since we only set off at around 2pm. =P) Ten minutes later and we left the downpour. We can actually see it raining on the road behind us. Freaky! And then we were caught in a jam for half and hour! Don’t know what my brother is doing.
So we only reached Genting at around 8pm, which is bloody late! Too bad my bro kept the camera in his bag which he left it in the car boot; otherwise I can take a photo of Genting at night. It was beautiful! The way the roads light up all the way to top!
The great thing about traveling with our parents is that they are more willing to splurge and thus I had a bed of my own! Shiok! Haha!
It was wishing thinking on my part but I wish I can bump into Elvin again in Genting so I visited CoffeeBean every night. Wuahaha!
Well, we didn’t visit the theme park this time round because of some reasons, so we did some shopping, played some pool and watched tv. I loved their television programmes! So many nice shows to watch!

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I saw this programme which basically explains where do wigs and hair extensions come from. No, they are not from dead bodies. (-_-‘”)… In India, little children will collect hairs dropped from their mothers every morning when they comb their hair. Then there are hair collectors who go around collecting these bundles of hair from the children in exchange for sweets and stickers. The hair collectors then sell the hair to hair dealers who employed workers to help separate the strands of hair, wash off the coconut oil and straightened the hair. Then they send the sacks of hair to…. China! They will then dye, perm, sew the hair into wigs and sell them to the western countries. Ta Dah! Fascinating. But I don’t think I will want to do hair extensions after watching the documentary.

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Well, back to the topic of my trip. My parents, especially my Dad, were hooked to the card tables and slot machines. Too bad my brother and me could not enter because we are still underage (somehow it feels good to use the word “underage”). So we spent a lot of time waiting for them to “look around”. Poor things. Sitting on the floor, waiting for our parents to come out of the casino.












Hmm... I will let the photos do the talking next.

I felt cheated. I went for the cold cold weather! Not sunny skies.

My Mum and Dad-with-a-smirk

I like this picture I took. Not the subject. Haha!

Trying to act melancholy.

I don’t know how this photo turns out to be Ah Lian acting cute but I sorta like this photo. =P

I hoped my family and I will have the chance to go overseas again… soon. I missed the times when we worked together as a team. I LOVE them!