The day started of with this: A philosophical Chong
And this.
Then, we walked out to go and get some breakfast.
After some walking, we arrived.
Black outnumbers white.
The sloped rail.
Reading a toy museum brochure while waiting for the tram.
Posing while waiting for the tram.
The pecking order.
I wonder what they are all laughing about?
So this was the joke. Uncle Chong looking uncle-ish
Black, red, black and blue.
A house on the hill.
609 meters above sea level.
The tunnel.
1922
The thick fog made the visibility very low.
That's me.
One big cold family.
These guys are really having fun.
Chong trying to break into Leo's dream house.
Justin who chose to remain up while we were down.
7 palm trees. One for each of us.
We were happily hiking...until...
We saw this.
A route up to the haunted house.
We decided to get adventurous.
We did some "investigating"
We were hoping to capture paranormal images on the camera.
The deserted route. Still no ghosts.
No ghosts here as well.
Contrasts of green.
Whats so interesting on the right hand side?
Ahh...ok... so that's what was so interesting.
The foggy road covered by a spooky Banyan tree.
A wonderful house built atop a hill.
This was the level visibility. We couldn't even see the sea from where we were.
Chong trying to break into another house.
We had reached the end of the road.
And decided to take a break.
Maryanne. The first one to attempt the very high canopy walk.
Justin, the second one, was a little apprehensive due to his fear of heights.
She looks happy.
The rest of the gang follow suit. 2 meters apart lads.
A view from the cnopy walk.
Iggy deciding to ape a monkey.
The height didn'r really bother these guys.
Chong has his eyes closed, frightened by Justin's running which shook the boards.
That's me.
Iggy waving...again.
Chong. He really looks like a seasoned explorer.
Walking to the edges of the earth.
We were resting halfway through our long walk. We had covered almost 2.4 kilometers.
A view from the heavens.
Another house on the hill.
The three eaters.
Pigeons.
A canon on the hill. I wonder who put it there.
A temple atop the hill.
The whole bunch of us.
Another view from the heavens.
The melting princes.
The sleeping boys.
The Hand of Zeus.
No, you are not dreaming. There is an Asia Cafe in Penang. Everything is the same as the one here in Subang.
The hat wearing thug wannabies.
Leo.
Nickie and Justin.
The group, heavy in discussion.
Penang Chicken Rice.
The tired and bored travellers waiting for a bus under the searing sun. What could be worse?
This. Eight people in a car meant for no more than four people.
Justin completely squashed us all. I was caught in the middle and the cause for our troubles?
This man.. the lame taxi driver. He kept making lame jokes all the way and at one point started singing the mission impossible theme. Feel our pain yet?
Yes, that is him happily colecting RM 2 per head for what should have cost less.
PAW 4892. Remember that number. It might just save you.
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