Friday, March 04, 2011

Cool Water

I followed my sister and family to visit my niece at her boarding school in Lenggong last weekend (she enrolled the day after they came back from Melbourne). It was a 3.5-hour trip and initially I was pissed at being made to wait for over an hour but my mood improved gradually. Good thing I brought my novel along.

We pulled up at her school just after 2 pm and I went up to her room. I wasn’t too impressed with the building block, the room, the condition of the room (with graffiti on some parts of the wall) and quite a few other things but I guess I should not compare my boarding school to hers. It’s bound to be different so what was I expecting anyway? On the plus side, she seemed to have adjusted to her boarding school life (she was crying for days when she first arrived) and the room has a fan. We never had a fan back at college (however did we survive?). It was a hot, hot, hot cross bun day despite the surrounding hills.

We had lunch together at the dining hall then left her to rest (she needed prior approval before spending the night away). We then headed to Resort Tasik Raban run by the Lenggong District Council. Akak had earlier called to book a two-bedroom chalet (it comes with a living room). It was alright and would have been better without the carpet (some previous inconsiderate thoughtless tenant left an iron on for there were marks on the carpet) and the smell in the bathroom (manhole problem, I think). Well, for RM170 for two rooms, I don’t think you can complain much. There is a playground with some good equipment for play and exercise and of course, there’s the lovely lake. It was still too hot to venture out so I stayed until 6 before heading out. Even at 6, the sun was bright, hot and intense. My nephew and brother-in-law were trying their luck at fishing but the lake water was a bit rough and not conducive for fishing.

We had dinner at a stall across the lake (you’ll need to drive out, I’m afraid) before retiring for the day. No Astro and no broadband either so it was a slooowww painful process trying to access the Internet.

Now you may have heard of the Perak Man. Well, it is in Lenggong where his prehistoric skeletal remains were discovered. Lenggong also has an archaeological museum (entrance is free!); we didn’t visit it on this trip but not to worry, there’ll be many trips to Lenggong in the near future, insyaAllah.

The next day, Akak went to fetch la niña and brought her back to the resort. We requested a late check-out from the resort manager who agreed and drove to Lenggong town. It’s a small quaint sleepy town. I wanted to find some durians but the local Sunday market didn’t have any.

After breakfast, we drove to Hutan Lipur Lata Kekabu. Kekabu waterfall is also listed here. My nephew and younger niece followed me to find the waterfall so up we went along the trail. Not to worry, there’s a nice trail that you can follow and the trek is hardly strenuous. Along the way, we passed the river, a bridge and a suspension bridge. We also picked up some leeches along the way (you blood-sucking parasites!).

Akak returned to the resort to get towels and change of clothes while the three of us ventured on. I love the waterfall and the trek was definitely worth it. And there wasn’t anyone else around! We had the whole place all to ourselves. We sat down at a barrier (built such that the water from the waterfall collects into a pool before plunging further down into the river) feeling the morning sun and water spray on our faces. It was bliss except for the two monkeys with me, heh. After some time, we returned back to the first bridge and went down to the boulders and river below. The water was ccccold! I only packed enough clothes for the trip and not for a river trip so didn’t bathe. Never mind, I was happy and content enough to sit on a boulder, soak my feet in the cool water and read. Now that’s really cool water, Davidoff!

We left after 1 pm and went back to the resort to check out. Lunch was had at the same area we had dinner the night before. We sent la niña back to the hostel, bade her farewell and drove back to KL, stopping en route at a R&R area where we finally caught sight of durians. I bought two durians and we devoured them all. I caught the train back home at Sri Petaling station and was home at 7.40 pm.

Unfortunately, I left my camera back in KL and hence am not able to share any pictures with you but trust me, Lenggong is worth a visit. Maybe my next trip will be June onwards – I am reluctant to miss my football and there’s no mamak stall or coffee-shop where I could hang around to watch footie.