
Yesterday I didn't attend my class as I bought an early ticket to return to Ipoh. So I woke up pretty early and walked to Pyramid to catch a bus to go to town. As I was about to reach town, I was an hour early. WHAT AM I GONNA DO? So I decided to make a trip to Central Market and have a little walk there (since I have not been there).
I reached Central Market about 11.30 am. As I enter the place, phew, I can swear and tell that it looks gorgeous as a tourist spot! The decorations of the place was excellent. Even though it doesn't look like a high class shopping centre, but it looks like a well refine shopping area for tourist. So I walked along the ground floor first and I found alot of interesting stuff. Wish I could get some as decorations. Anyways, after the ground floor, I was excited the fact I saw that on the first floor, they sell Batik stuff. I am actually looking for a printed Pareo so I could wear it for official and unofficial functions in the near future.
But how unlucky I was. As I was walking, I realized there was this guy following me... At first I didn't suspect anything. But then, when I turned and looked at something, I notice the guy wearing a red shirt walked past me earlier. And he made a u-turn and walked behind me. So I tried to snoop him a little. I stopped at one shop, he stopped there too. Then I walked again. And I stop for another stop, on purpose. And he stopped too... So I started walking slightly faster and look behind once in awhile pretending I am looking at stuff. And as soon as I saw the stairs, I quickly walked down the stairs and walked as fast as I could to another corner of the place. And lucky me I found the nearest exit. So I took the exit and went to the nearest shop which is Watson - it was right opposite the exit where I was. Then I went in, kept on looking around for stuff and went out only after awhile. Phew, I was lucky I manage to get rid of that dude or I would risk ma life.
I didn't know it could be so 'dangerous' to walk alone like that. But how could it be possible if those tourist who travels alone and go to all these place, don't they experience things like this? Don't they experience 'dangerous' yet 'adventurous' stuff like this too? I really would wanna know.
So I walked to Pudu from Central Market. It isn't that far. But it was still early. So I went into the shopping mall near pudu and went in for a walk. Man, I manage to get a very cheap hair band for only RM 2.50. It is something I think I would wear. So I guess the price is pretty worth it. Looked at the watch, it was already 12.15 pm. I shall make a move, I told myself. But before I go, I shall go to the ladies. In my mind, I already know that the toilet at the mall would be cleaner than in Pudu. I went down to the ground floor. Bad day. The sign says that the toilet is at the first floor and I was on that floor before I went downstairs. Never mind. After that, I went to Pudu about 12.30 pm.
Waited at the platform. My bus was suppose to be 12.50 pm, Plusliner. But it wasn't there. So all of us, the passengers, waited patiently for about 20 mins. One of them, I recall, asked me in Chinese if the bus has arrived. And banana me, I manage to reply her by saying 'oh, na ge bus hai mei dao!'. I was pretty surprise that I could actually reply her.
At last, the bus came about 1.20 pm. Phew, I can get onto the bus and get some sleep since I slept late last night, I told myself. My seat number was 7D. So I went all the way to the back. Lucky me, the guy who sat next to me, a malay guy, politely asked me if I wanted to sit by the window or by the aisle. Of course I would love to sit by the window. Or else, I couldn't sleep properly. In my mind, I was really thanking the guy like crazy. What a gentlemen. Rare case ok? But then, after all these, a man suddenly ask me, "Excuse me, may I know your bus seat number? Mine is written 8D." I told him my seat number and I didn't realize that I actually...... SAT ON THE WRONG SEAT!!!! This s humiliating... But the man was kind enough and he actually let me sit on his seat and he would take my sit. I guess I am just plain lucky that day.....
What a nice day! Got home and man, I realize home is good. I can watch TV all I want and go online all I want... Hehe.. I think I just use to be on holioday mood.. Alright now, gotta do some reading...
I reached Central Market about 11.30 am. As I enter the place, phew, I can swear and tell that it looks gorgeous as a tourist spot! The decorations of the place was excellent. Even though it doesn't look like a high class shopping centre, but it looks like a well refine shopping area for tourist. So I walked along the ground floor first and I found alot of interesting stuff. Wish I could get some as decorations. Anyways, after the ground floor, I was excited the fact I saw that on the first floor, they sell Batik stuff. I am actually looking for a printed Pareo so I could wear it for official and unofficial functions in the near future.
But how unlucky I was. As I was walking, I realized there was this guy following me... At first I didn't suspect anything. But then, when I turned and looked at something, I notice the guy wearing a red shirt walked past me earlier. And he made a u-turn and walked behind me. So I tried to snoop him a little. I stopped at one shop, he stopped there too. Then I walked again. And I stop for another stop, on purpose. And he stopped too... So I started walking slightly faster and look behind once in awhile pretending I am looking at stuff. And as soon as I saw the stairs, I quickly walked down the stairs and walked as fast as I could to another corner of the place. And lucky me I found the nearest exit. So I took the exit and went to the nearest shop which is Watson - it was right opposite the exit where I was. Then I went in, kept on looking around for stuff and went out only after awhile. Phew, I was lucky I manage to get rid of that dude or I would risk ma life.
I didn't know it could be so 'dangerous' to walk alone like that. But how could it be possible if those tourist who travels alone and go to all these place, don't they experience things like this? Don't they experience 'dangerous' yet 'adventurous' stuff like this too? I really would wanna know.
So I walked to Pudu from Central Market. It isn't that far. But it was still early. So I went into the shopping mall near pudu and went in for a walk. Man, I manage to get a very cheap hair band for only RM 2.50. It is something I think I would wear. So I guess the price is pretty worth it. Looked at the watch, it was already 12.15 pm. I shall make a move, I told myself. But before I go, I shall go to the ladies. In my mind, I already know that the toilet at the mall would be cleaner than in Pudu. I went down to the ground floor. Bad day. The sign says that the toilet is at the first floor and I was on that floor before I went downstairs. Never mind. After that, I went to Pudu about 12.30 pm.
Waited at the platform. My bus was suppose to be 12.50 pm, Plusliner. But it wasn't there. So all of us, the passengers, waited patiently for about 20 mins. One of them, I recall, asked me in Chinese if the bus has arrived. And banana me, I manage to reply her by saying 'oh, na ge bus hai mei dao!'. I was pretty surprise that I could actually reply her.
At last, the bus came about 1.20 pm. Phew, I can get onto the bus and get some sleep since I slept late last night, I told myself. My seat number was 7D. So I went all the way to the back. Lucky me, the guy who sat next to me, a malay guy, politely asked me if I wanted to sit by the window or by the aisle. Of course I would love to sit by the window. Or else, I couldn't sleep properly. In my mind, I was really thanking the guy like crazy. What a gentlemen. Rare case ok? But then, after all these, a man suddenly ask me, "Excuse me, may I know your bus seat number? Mine is written 8D." I told him my seat number and I didn't realize that I actually...... SAT ON THE WRONG SEAT!!!! This s humiliating... But the man was kind enough and he actually let me sit on his seat and he would take my sit. I guess I am just plain lucky that day.....
What a nice day! Got home and man, I realize home is good. I can watch TV all I want and go online all I want... Hehe.. I think I just use to be on holioday mood.. Alright now, gotta do some reading...