This is a tale of how a tour guide was being tour guided back.
The tour guide was supposed to show two lovely ladies around Penang last Saturday, but then he has not set foot into Georgetown proper since more than 2 years ago, so whatever he thought he knew was more or less no longer valid. In short, he was a crappy tour guide.
So, he brought them ladies to a tiny coffee shop to sample touristy food and got them to queue up for dessert, and then they quickly ran out of things to do.
So, he brought them to the tropical fruit farm instead. But because the guided tour was way too expensive, they ended up just sitting around, eating a plate of cut fruits.
But one can only spend so much time eating fruits. And with nothing else to do, it means the tour guide was dropping the ball big time. Like, reallyyyyyy bigggggg time.
And then one of the ladies mentioned a place called Bukit Genting. She has been in Penang for a month and it appears she has basically been to all corners of the island. And she said this place has wonderful views.
The tour guide was flabbergasted, for he has been living on the island for more than 8 years now and he has not even heard of such a place yet. Like, WTF, right?
Anyway, so off they went. Damn place was pretty hard to find, the entrance was a tiny path along the main road between Balik Pulau and Teluk Kumbar. And then once you enter that path, it was… well let’s just say it was like a mini version of going up Genting Highlands. Maybe that’s why the place is called Bukit Genting.
After 5 to 10 minutes of crazy uphill drive, they arrived…
On top of this hill, there’s a Thai restaurant. There’s also some strange and unique decor around the area.
But then, the tour guide and the two ladies were not VIPs, so they went to the restaurant proper to sit where the commoners sit.
Since they were in a Thai restaurant, it made sense for them to order some food.
Was the food good? Passable, but not great at all. But then people don’t come here for the food. They come here for the view.
It is advisable to come close to evening. A bit earlier than usual sunset time. Like, say, 6 PM. Get a table, sit down, have dinner, and watch the sun go down.
Seeing this lovely sunset, the tour guide felt sad for selling off his camera. After all, no matter how good a smartphone’s camera is, it is still a smartphone, can hardly compare to the lens of a specialized camera. Seriously, the actual sunset views were like, 10 or 100 times better than what you see in the pictures above.
But then he reminded himself that views such as these are like, one offs. He reminded himself that the camera had been collecting dust for more than a year so it was a perfectly wise decision to sell it off. He felt instantly better.
Then he remembered that he did not know of this hidden gem of a place and that it took a Spanish travel blogger to lead him, a 8-years-local here. He felt dejected again.
So, yeah… this is a story of how a tour guide was being tour guided back. 🙄