Last Sat, I was invited to join E and her hubby for a free night’s stay at Genting. He was meeting some friends for a game of golf and one of his friends had an apartment in Goh Tong Jaya big enough to accommodate his family and us. My urge to play the slots overcame my misgivings about staying, and having to make small talks with complete strangers and so, without hesitating, I accepted.
When I laid eyes on Eddie’s (the owner of the apartment) wife, Judy, I was certain that she was somebody I knew from school. I had a hunch that she was from the same batch as my sister and asked her about it. That sort of broke the ice because Judy seemed the reticent type and prior to that, E and I were like whispering to each other, “she like quite serious, hoh?” We spent a few minutes catching up on old times and then E and I left to meet up with another golfer’s (Al) wife and kids to go up uphill, leaving Judy and her son, Jake, behind as he had an exam coming and needed to study.
While E and the rest went off for karaoke, I went straight to the casino. After karaoke, E came to meet me with Al’s wife and another friend, Shireen, who happened to be in Genting. By then I had lost some money but I am happy to say that the machine I was playing finally struck the mini jackpot, winning RM1200 plus. We were so happy (especially me of course!) and could not believe that you could strike so much with a RM0.05 cents machine. Unfortunately in the midst of all the excitement, we forgot to take any photos for our blog. That night I went into the casino again but this time lost. I guess what matters is that at the end of the day I made a few hundreds …
During dinner, Eddie asked if my family owned the watch shop in Port Klang. He then told me his mum and aunt were close friends of my mum as they shared the same surnames and probably came from the same province in China! It didn’t ring any bell as I have never been close to relatives or friends of my parents and the responsibility of keeping in touch with kin and old family friends falls on the shoulders of my 2 sisters. He said, “ I remember you have 2 sisters very pretty-one!!” Aiyo, as if my other 2 sisters and I not pretty-lah??
Sunday morning we sat around and chit chatted till lunchtime. We left Genting about 2pm. A short distance after the Gombak toll, E’s car overheated and stalled. There was just time to turn into a Pro Jet petrol kiosk. All of us got down and Doc opened the car hood and 3 heads pored into it. Doc called his mechanic friend who told him to wait for about ½ hr and then fill the radiator with water. Since there was a Macdonald’s at the petrol kiosk we decided to wait out the ½ hr there. Unfortunately, when we tried to pour water into the radiator we noticed water leaking out.
One of the 7-11 boys helped looked for a tow-truck. It was then we realized that the car keys were locked in the car. E’s car had auto lock function and all of us went down to look into the hood without removing the keys. When the tow truck driver came, he offered to take Doc home to Klang for the spare key and then come back to Ulu Klang to tow the car. He was confident that it would just take about an hour. Doc was supposed to come back with his car to pick E and me.
It actually took the tow truck about 1 ½ hrs to reach Klang as there was a jam along the way so all in all, it was about 2 ½ hrs later that Doc reappeared with his car. We then had to wait another 15 mins for the tow truck to come. Since the tow truck operator was not familiar with Port Klang, we had to lead the tow truck to the workshop. We had earlier called to inform the mechanic that we would be bringing the car that evening and he had agreed to wait for us. But due to the delay, the mechanic suggested that we call him only when we reach Port Klang and he would meet us at the workshop upon arrival. By the time we reached the workshop it was about 8.30pm.
What an eventful trip and weekend it turned out to be. I don't know about E but for me this weekend was when old friendships were rekindled. It was also my first win in Genting in a long while. Even though it was a long, long trip home, I do believe that I will always remember this weekend fondly. F
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