When Kenny Sia met up with Nanny Wen and me after our 10km jungle/mountain race, which was advertised as a “Nature Challenge”, but should have been named “Suicide Mission” instead, he couldn’t stop laughing his ass off.
Thanks to her jungle tweets.
He laughed till he was red in the face. He was incredulous. “Didn’t you girls know what you had signed up for?”
No. The answer is no. I had asked and asked and researched. But no one could tell me and there was nothing on the Internet which told us what was in the trail and what to prepare for.
I mean, I had a more realistic expectation of the challenge than Nanny Wen did, but the actual experience far exceeded my wildest imaginations.
Kenny was dying of amusement.
But he was also very proud of us because he said our trail is more raw and challenging than Mount Kinabalu, which he had climbed.
He called us princesses in the jungle because he had an image of us as city princesses with nice clothes and makeup, so it really amused him to imagine us roughing it out in a perilous jungle.
Anyway, I can’t blog about my jungle experience yet because I’m waiting for photos. I didn’t bring my camera for the race and I’m glad I didn’t, even though I wish I had.
So, today, I’ll talk about some random stuff that we did in Kuching.
First photo taken upon landing:
We were hosted at Four Points Hotel by Sheraton, which is only minutes away from the airport.
That was our first and last taste of city princess treatment. We shared a nice big room with a nice big bathroom that featured a rainforest shower (which didn’t work or I am too retarded to make it work).
Nice, funky stuff in the room.
Dinner was the hotel’s continental buffet. It was truly welcome because I was starving!
I only managed to take two photos of the food before I was stopped by a waitress.
The restaurant has a no-photo policy. Which was just as well, since that meant I could get on with the food.
After a filling dinner, Kenny took us out to dinner.
That wasn’t a typo. We had two dinners that night.
But first, we made a brief stop at The Spring, which is Kuching’s biggest mall. (Kuching only has two malls, according to our tour guide.)
It was raining and I took this photo from inside Kenny’s car.
We spent about 15 minutes in there, enough time for Nanny Wen to buy a cheap towel and for us to give the mall a once-over, and then we headed off to a hawker centre.
This was our after-dinner dinner:
For three people.
Everything was so good!
I feel bad that Kenny always pays for our meals when we visit Kuching, but he refuses to let us pay, claiming that he is always pampered and not allowed to pay when he comes to Singapore, so fair’s fair.
The yellow drink is freaking awesome. It’s like a mango milk concoction with lychee. I need someone to make me that in Singapore!!
Nanny Wen does really sillly things. She bought a cheap towel at The Spring to use during the trip, right? We were going to stay in a longhouse on our second night and we assumed towels wouldn’t be provided. (We were wrong, but we still used our own towels.)
On our last day in Kuching, I spotted something on her towel which I hadn’t seen earlier.
It’s the freaking price tag. She used the towel for three days with the price tag still attached.
I wonder if she even realised it was there.
Our pilgrimage to the famous kucing in Kuching:
On our last day, Kenny took us out for breakfast. We had Sarawak laksa and soft-boiled eggs and kaya toast.
The eggs were so huge!!! And the toast was so nice!!! It’s a little different from the kaya toast in Singapore. It’s a lot more, I dunno, organic and authentic than the commercial Ya Kun variety. I mean, Ya Kun is nice and all, but eating the ones in Kuching fills me with nice, happy feelings.
I ate a LOT of toast. I had Kenny order a second set after I finished the first set and my laksa.
I’m gonna miss the food again!
By the way, I skipped two days of events because they’re kinda long so I’ll blog about them another day.
Yay! Kenny just commented on an earlier post!
See, I wasn’t lying. He can’t stop laughing!!! He’s still laughing two days later!
Okay, look forward to my mountain race post! Nanny Wen just told me that her colleagues asked her how come when she told them the story it doesn’t sound treacherous at all.
Hopefully, I’ll get some photos that can give you an idea.
If not, I’ll go back there again one day and take photos.