I
now go to Singapore sometimes as often as twice a month, each time for a week
or so. In between meetings, I usually swung by Kuala Lumpur, since idling away
in a hotel room in Singapore is a torture to me. Moreover, over in Malaysia, I have my own
pad - a cosy apartment in Saujana Resort - and a toy car which I need to spin
around a little from time to time to prevent battery failure.
Another surprise: the young lady manning the counter at the mini-market could speak good English - not the Fellali variety you hear so often nowadays! Oh, I forgot to mention Pagoh is part of Muar, where I hail from. No wonder!
19 August 2013
I
didn't feel like catching a flight today. There are two coach companies in the
building where my principal's office is. I decided to try out First Coach.
The
coach pulled out of its station punctually. Traffic at both the immigration checkpoints was a breeze. (Notwithstanding, some
people were still trying to beat fellow travelers to the counters; very
cheeena in behaviour indeed!)
R&R at Pagoh, Johor, Malaysia |
The
coach stopped at Pagoh's R&R lay-by for a twenty minute break. The modest eatery
there was a pleasant surprise! The tables were spotlessly clean! No flies!!!
The staff displayed the highest level of service etiquette and hygiene - the cutlery was
dry and the food was pretty good. Peeping into the kitchen, I could see that
the food-preparation staff even had had their gloves on! This eatery can put
even the food courts in Singapore to shame! Chinese hawkers the world over
should go there to learn the ABCs of public hygiene!
I
did have a complaint, though - I asked for "Tea-O-kosong"; what was
served had sugar in it. Sweet-toothness is still very much a part of us!
Another surprise: the young lady manning the counter at the mini-market could speak good English - not the Fellali variety you hear so often nowadays! Oh, I forgot to mention Pagoh is part of Muar, where I hail from. No wonder!
19 August 2013