Sometimes the best part of the tour is not reaching the destination but the way there. Many funny things happened to me on my trip to Kuala Lumpur (KL) that made the trip really amusing and entertaining for me.

The first part of the journey was made very interesting by a pair of “bimbos”. They are two fashion plates that really made me believe that there are really bimbos in the world. I used to think that the term was too harsh but after the trip, I think that there are indeed females in the world that really deserved the term! They managed to delay the whole coachful of people by more than one and a half hour. First, they could not get on the bus when all the people were already on the coach, then they could not find the bus again when we passed the Singapore customs and to make things worse , the bus driver had to go down the coach and search for the two missing babes at the Malaysian customs. Although it can be quite frustrating but it actually became quite interesting as I anticipate for their arrival. Actually, to look at things from their point of view, it must be quite frustrating and not to mention quite worrisome when they could not locate the coach. But just imagine the feelings of the poor people on the coach who were waiting and waiting (and whilst waiting, finished the whole disk 1 of the movie that we were watching).

The final part of the journey was also entertaining as we had a driver who must had been a race car driver when he was youngJ. He simply raced all the way back from KL to Singapore on full throttle. We left Berjaya Times Square on the dot and I heard from Kevin dear that we almost got into an accident whilst I was dozing blissfully and unknowingly on the coach. The coach also got an interesting defect with the suspensors; we had the experience of being jerked up and down on every small bump or porthole in the road. I feel if we had a bad experience on the roads, the coach driver must had a worse experience as he was like horse riding on a bus! I was not embarrassed to say that I spent at least an hour on watching the coach driver bounce up and down on the bumpy expressway. We also had fun watching the coach driver “make his own third lane” by driving on the road shoulders and also race pass cars that can’t drive beyond 60 km per hour. Haha, but nevertheless I have to thank him as by his notorious driving, the coach managed to make it to the Singapore customs by eight pm and avoid the jam that plagues the customs during the holiday season. Kudos to the coach driver! J