Colorful Weekend

Friday, 25th November 2011

The long weekend started on Friday night with an invitation to one of our project sites in Kuala Lumpur. Some colleagues wanted to learn how to take photos of night scenes, so they roped me in for some pointers. Well, I am no expert, but am glad that, at least, I managed to give some tips. Here are some of my shots of the KL skyline.

After taking photographs, we went for dinner at Sek Yuen and ended the night having tong sui at Jalan Brunei, near Pudu. Absolutely heavenly.

Saturday, 26th November 2011

On Saturday, I was invited to Jasmine’s place for Sarawak Laksa together with some common friends. It’s nice to have friends cooking for you once in awhile – We miss Datin terribly. We miss the weekends we spent at his house, having a good meal, watching Astro and criticizing all the contestants in Mr Hong Kong! How we miss those days! Then, Yuin decided to surprise us with a chocolate cake which he made till 2 am. LOL! The cake is good – the moisture is just enough, the cake is not overly sweet, except for the unsightly whitish stuff on it, failed white chocolate coating – it was legendary! We chatted the hours away, nap a bit then made our way to Fahrenheit for ramen. Jasmine managed to score groupons of RM10 per bowl at Muratama. Absolutely delicious!

Sunday, 27th November 2011

Got up early to go to Sekinchan. I’ve been there many years ago with Sekinchan Boy. The place hasn’t change much but I noticed it’s cleaner, with better tar roads. The paddy fields are still beautiful vast of green, but I don’t remember the rice mill there. They have a short educational talk for visitors to the rice mill factory. It was getting commercialized. I guess it is still a good place to get away if you are staying in Kuala Lumpur, looking for something not too taxing to do on a weekend. We were there for the steamed fish head at Ka Lok Restaurant. Simply big and fresh! Here are some of the photos snapped of the paddy field.

Monday, 28th November 2011

Since it’s a long public holiday, many of us spent time at home with the family. Then our cousin came over to cook, roast chicken and curry chicken. After lunch, my sis and I went to Mines to attend a book launch by a friend who wrote about happiness. It’s all in Mandarin so.. it’s unfortunate that I don’t know how to read Mandarin. Sigh. I bought a book anyway, as a gift to my friend. After that, we made a short trip to Big Bad Wolf Aftermath Sale and managed to buy 11 books for only Rm50!

I hope your weekend is just as eventful!

Medan, Day 3

Day 3
13th November 2011, Sunday

Our driver, Pak Wahab is very concerned for our safety. Upon reaching Medan, he warned us to be careful with our belongings and he said he would do his best to protect us. Rampant criminal activities such as snatch thefts remained a headache for the government here as well. He told us of a foreigner – a Dutch guy struggled with the thieves to get his things back and was stabbed! We could even compare Medan to Kuala Lumpur. Same same! He also kept on reminding us not to get on the becak motor as they might just take us too far away and made us pay through our nose to get back. And to avoid dark lanes behind our hotel. We were so worried that we ended sitting in our room after dinner, watching the SEA games. Haha.

So on the third day, our last day here, it was supposed to be a free and easy day till he come to pick us up at 3 pm to go to the airport, which is only 15 minutes away from Soechi International Hotel. He offered to take us around and said, it’s complimentary from the office.

Reflection of one of the many dragon heads found in this temple

After our breakfast in the hotel, excellent spread by the way, he took us to a temple nearby. We were rather surprised that there were so many Chinese here in Medan and most of them speak Hokkien! So we blended in perfectly. In fact, everywhere we go, there were Chinese speaking to us in Hokkien. Take for instance, this ice cream seller also speaks Hokkien to us when we bought ice cream from him. The durian and red bean ice cream here are delicious!

Friendly ice cream seller

After a short visit to the temple, Pak Wahab took us to buy bika ambon – famous Indonesian delicacy made of honey. The texture is like our local kueh bingka but it’s smoother and not overly sweet, which suits my taste bud well. We bought one pandan flavored bika ambon (65,000 rupiah) and one kek lapis (70,000 rupiah). The owner of this Rika Ambon is a Chinese. So we too speak Hokkien to her when buying kek ambon and kek lapis! Pak Wahab also took us to buy some fried, crispy pork skin snacks which he said, quite famous with Malaysian Chinese. A small packet of fried pork skin costs 3,000 rupiah.

He then dropped us at Sogo – the biggest shopping mall in Medan for a look see. My friend told me that, we could get cheap Polo shirts here. We didn’t shop much and we just loitered around for an hour. Then, we called Pak Wahab to take us to lunch. It was already 2 pm when we went for lunch. Pak Wahab took us to Wong Solo. The ayam bakar here is delicious! The chicken goes very well with its sambal condiment. The ayam penyet is good too.

Here are some drive by shots which sum up our trip to Medan – since Pak Wahab said it’s really dangerous to walkabout here, we better not take risks. So, I am happy to be taking photos while Pak Wahab drove by the town.

Becak Motor

Many, many wedding congratulatory boards – the more you get, the richer you are

Red becak motor

Tukar tiub

We bid farewell to Pak Wahab after he dropped us off at the airport. Upon arriving to the departure hall, we get our bag scanned at its entrance. When we were there, a guy offering wrapping luggage service gestured at me to put my bag on the table and he went straight to tie up my bag without me asking and then handed me an invoice for 10,000 rupiah. I felt cornered! Luckily, it was only 10,000 rupiah and not 100,000 rupiah. Otherwise, I would fight it upside down!

The airport was so damn run down. There’s only one row of check in counters with no information displayed on the screens. Then the PA system announced that, there’s a delay for MAS flight. There weren’t sufficient chairs to sit down, so we basically have to stand there to wait till the check-in counters are opened. Their conveyor belt for luggage is not even working, the workers have to manually sort the bags. The check-in staff had to shout to the worker where to place the luggages. “Ini Bangkok!! Ini Kuala Lumpur! KUALA LUMPUR!!” Wah.. I am so worried that they might misplace my bag!

After we checked in, we went to show our boarding pass to the guard at the entrance to immigration but were told to pay tax first! There was no signboard telling us to pay tax! It was a lucky thing that I didn’t spend much in this trip and still have excess money, so we paid 75,000 rupiah each as airport tax.

When we enter into the immigration counter, only one counter is open. The other two were empty. It was a lucky thing that we were early so there weren’t many people.

The immigration officer didn’t even look at us when he stamped our passports. I was surprised he didn’t collect the departure card. Wonder why! It was a good thing that my cousin brother said, this is normal in Indonesia. Even in Yogjakarta, the airline staff will collect our departure cards upon boarding.

This sums up our short trip to Medan. The views at Lake Toba and Berastagi are breathtaking and magnificent. I wish they would do something about the maintenance at the surrounding area and ensure safety of tourists.

PS. I read in the news that even spare bicycles meant for cyclists for the SEA Games in Palembang were stolen! LOL! Could relate to it.. I think Selayang is turning into a mini Palembang.

Medan, Day 2

Day 2
12th November 2011, Saturday

We prepared to go out early to catch the earliest ferry to Samosir Island. We had our breakfast at the hotel. It was a lucky thing, Pak Wahab drove to our cottage and we managed to get our luggage into the MPV and he drove us to the breakfast place, which is on top of the hill. No need to hike! Phew!

Breakfast consists of fried meehoon and rice. After breakfast at the hotel, Pak Wahab drove us to the jetty, which is actually next to our hotel only. We could actually walk there ourselves! Since the roads are mostly one-way in Parapat, he took a big round to the jetty. He told us to wait at the jetty while he parked his car.

Patron of boat to Samosir

The fee for ferry is 4,000 rupiah per person. The journey takes an hour to reach Samosir Island. So, you get an hour to soak into the atmosphere of the lake. The lake is so vast and Samosir Island looked like an oil painting from a distance.

View of Lake Toba & Samosir Island

The moment we reached Tomok – one of the many towns in Samosir Island, we got off the ferry. Be careful when you are getting down the stairs from the upper deck of the ferry to the lower deck. I slipped and almost fell into the lake! It was a lucky thing that my cousin brother was in front of me, so he basically acted as a “stopper”. If not, I guess I would end up knocking my head on the side of the ferry or worse, fallen into the lake! LOL!

It was quite funny when my left slipper fell into the lake. The ferry guy tried in vain to get the slipper for me, so I told him it’s ok. We went hunting for a pair of new slippers for me and I had to walk bare footed for awhile to get to a shop. Haha.

Yes.. I have big feet

When we got into a shop, I tried on a few pairs of slippers. The only one that could fit me is this one pair of slipper. A closer look at the slipper, the back of the slipper is gnawed by rats! I negotiated for a discount since it’s been gigit by tikus (gnawed by rat!). The vendor reduced 900 to 26,000 rupiah! Cut throat! But then, I guess I do not have a choice since I was already half bare footed. Haha.

The tomb of Batak Kings

Here in Tomok Island, we visited the Batak Museum and the Mausoleums of the dead kings. Bataks are known to be cannibals before a German missionary landed here to convert them to Christianity. The most interesting tomb is probably the second king of Batak – where there’s a head of a person and a person right below the head who appeared to be covering his private parts with both hands. It seemed that the King has many warriors and one of the famous warrior would go totally naked when going for wars. For Batak people, showing your genitals is a taboo. Hence, the naked Batak warrior used this as his trick to subdue his enemies. A lady like figurine at the back of the coffin depicts the missus of the Batak King. She was a beautiful woman, thus had many admirers. An admirer casted a spell on her and made her insane. Hence the King couldn’t be together with her but she remained a big part in his life that he had to incorporate her being into his coffin. Admission to the museum is free whereas to the mausoleum, you just need to donate some money at the contribution box.

I would say, Batak’s handicrafts are exceptional. You could get many goods from tissue boxes to purses and bags. I really liked an oblong bag – filled with embroidery but it was too expensive for me. I remember I first saw the bag on my flight from Paris. A Caucasian lady was using it and I thought it was from Paris! It was quite eye catching and the embroidery was kinda intricate. I wish I had bargain for it! 300,000 rupiah seemed too steep for me! The last offer was 200,000 rupiah. Should have gotten it! Now I am kicking myself for not getting it!

My cousins bought some sarungs for their mom and aunts from Tomok. They used the roots of a tree which produce fragrant smell. The more you wash the sarong, the more fragrant the smell would be. I didn’t buy anything, except a shawl from a vendor who actually begged me to buy things from her. Since it was morning, it’s good to give her the business for good luck. So I just obliged. Another thing that I find quite interesting here is selling of cross (as in Christianity) as souvenirs. They also have a mini Bible as keychain – which is really cute!

On our way to Berastagi

After a short visit to Tomok, we made our way back to land to get to Berastagi, where we will get to visit the Sipiso piso waterfall and the two volcanoes – Sinabung and Sibayak.

Along the way to Berastagi, we again treated ourselves to magnificent view of Lake Toba. The people of Lake Toba mainly dabble on agriculture and they grow food such as coffee, carrots, onions, jeruk (mini mandarin oranges!), strawberries, ferns and the list goes on. I asked if Luwak coffee is from here too? Pak Wahab said yes. They would rear civet cats in their farms and let them eat the coffee beans from the trees and harvest their stools! I don’t understand why coffee tastes better when it comes from a civet cat’s ass. LOL! I think the only time I had coffee luwak was when we were in Bali and also Hanoi.

Before reaching Sipiso piso, Pak Wahab dropped us at a restaurant nearby for a short tea break. We had some ginger tea and pisang goreng (Banana fritters). The pisang goreng comes free with each ordered cup of ginger tea. I didn’t really like the ginger tea because it was too strong for me!

Sipiso piso waterfall

Sipiso piso waterfall is the main supplier of water to Lake Toba. According to Pak Wahab, this is the end of Lake Toba – where the water of the lake originates from. The water has been streaming for centuries perpetually. Hopefully it would remain this way! The life of the people and creatures surrounding the lake solely depends on this waterfall alone!

We could hike down the stairs nearer to the waterfall but I was simply too lazy! So we just took photos from the top. It was a good thing that we ventured to the opposite side of the waterfall, where we get to view another perspective of Lake Toba! It was breathtakingly beautiful!

Breathtaking view of Lake Toba

There was an abandoned building next to the beautiful view. How we wish that someone would actually maintain this place – perhaps make it into a restaurant with a view and make a killing charging visitors! If I were rich, I would probably buy up this place and make it into an exclusive hotel & spa, using water from the waterfall!

Gunung Sinabung

We made our way to Gundaling, where we would be in the middle of two volcanoes. The name Gundaling was short form of Goodbye, Darling. It seems that, there was a Dutch man in love with a local woman. Then he had to return to his country, so he bid his girlfriend goodbye, as in goodbye darling at this place. So the local named the place, Gundaling – after Goodbye, Darling. Haha. Don’t know how true lah!

Sinabung exploded just last year in August 2010 after 400 years! I didn’t even remember this! Anyway, Pak Wahab showed us that the side which is white in color is due to the eruption. On the other side – is Sibayak Volcano, a smaller volcano compared to Sinabung.

Berastagi town

Berastagi is the small town sandwiched between the two volcanoes. From Gundaling, you may view the town of Berastagi and its many agricultural plots. I simply love the view! The small houses look like lego sets.

Taman Alam Lumphini

After that, we were taken to Taman Alam Lumphini. This is the new temple, I believe it’s a collaboration between the Indonesian and Nepalese government. Since the place is still new, it was quite well maintained. The inside of the hall is yet to be fully decorated and there weren’t many visitors when we arrived. Admission is free.

We were somehow very attracted by the ferns plantation surrounding the temple. All along, I thought ferns are harvested from the wild. I didn’t know it is also planted as food! I think our home grown midin in Sarawak is from the wild, I guess!

After the short visit to the temple, we were on our way back to Medan. By the time we had our lunch, it was already 4 pm. We were famished! It was a lucky thing that I brought along a chocolate bar, otherwise I would be gnawing on my tikus gigit slipper!

The journey back to Medan was not very pleasant. The road was filled with potholes and winding. I was a little worried that I might vomit my late lunch out but sleepiness took over and I slept like a log on the way down, occasionally jolted up from sleep from potholes but soon drifted back to sleep like nothing has happened! It’s a blessing that I could sleep anytime, anywhere, anyhow! (That doesn’t mean I am a slut!)

Medan, Day 1

11th November 2011

I was a little apprehensive to visit Medan. Before the trip, my cousin sister already warned me of what happened to her friends when they visited Medan. A group of them rented a room in some cheapo budget hotel. At night, before they went to bed, they hid their phones under their beds, fearing that someone might rob them. Anyhow, their hotel room was broken into with them sleeping inside. They were aware of the thieves in their room and ransack their things and yet, they couldn’t get up! The thieves casted a spell on them! They could only get up once the thieves had left the room!

The police were of no help either. When they went to report the incident, they were faced with even more extortion! One of the guy friends almost lost his expensive watch to the sergeant in charge. Imagine, so many idiots in law enforcement! When they got to immigration, they too were subject to taunting. The immigration wanted money from them!

Geez. I prayed hard such thing won’t fall onto us when we visit this place.

We got on the earliest Air Asia flight to Medan, 7.40 am. The flight was not really full and I get the entire 3 seats to myself! So damn lucky! There were some people who came on board with very bad body odour sitting behind me. Good gawd! I am not sure WHY these people don’t take bath in such humid weather! They were a group of UNCLE golfers – all four of them.

My cousin sis, Stephy was not so lucky. She was seated next to the smelly golfer! LOL! Luckily the flight was a short one, less than an hour!

It was so damn funny to see people pre-ordered food for this trip! About 15 minutes after announcement of selling of food and beverages, the pilot announced the plane was about to descend! They basically have to shove down the food down their throat! I didn’t even manage to get a wink of sleep!

Aerial View of Sinabung Volcano

Upon descending, I saw a magnificent view of Sinabung volcano! It’s still active and admitting smoke! I got all excited and all apprehension about visiting this place somehow vanished.

The moment we got into immigration, there were two beelines. We were wondering what took the immigration so long, then we realized that they have implemented the biometric system at immigration here. We have to place both hands’ fingers – all 4 of each, subsequently the thumbs at the reader located just in front of the immigration cubicle. Then you have to look at the webcam to get your photo snapped.

We went to get our luggage and were shocked to find that, the conveyor belt delivering our bags were so short and ended abruptly! I think about 20 feet only. So, all bags which are out earlier were already scattered on the floor! We also helped to put other bags properly before our bag turned up.

Besides the immigration form, we also need to fill up a form to declare that we don’t carry any liquor or drugs or a lot of money. The best part is, if you are traveling in group, you just need to fill up one form for all, which I find rather silly. The immigration was kinda slack. Anyhow, I am glad that no untoward incidents like extorting money happening here!

We were greeted by our guide and driver – Mr Abdul Wahab. Reminds me of the names of P. Ramlee’s Bujang Lapoks… Abdul Wahab, Abdul Wahid and Abdul Wahub. Haha! But he’s not a bujang lapok, he’s a 50 year old married man with a son. He helped us with our luggage and took us to the waiting Toyota Innova. We were glad that they choose a MPV for us. I think traveling in a sedan would be less comfy.

Inside of Maimoon Palace

Our first stop was the Maimoon palace. The entrance fee is already included in our package, so am not too sure how much was it. An old man sitting there, guarding the door came to shake our hands and asked where we are from. He welcomed us to the palace.

This palace looked like an ordinary malay house to me. It was made of wood and the deco inside has some Moorish influence. The tourist place of interest was sort of deserted as there were only 2 other local visitors. They turned a room into a shop, selling souvenirs. There’s also a helicopter pad in front of the palace. Since now Indonesia is a republic, the role of the King were merely for customary purposes. The Sultan of Deli, no more stays here. But most of his descendants and next of kin are still living at the adjacent quarters to the palace. In fact, all the vendors selling souvenirs and drinks are the Sultan’s descendants as other common people are prohibited from conducting business within the palace compound.

Grand Mosque

About 200m away from Maimoon Palace is the Grand Mosque. There’s actually an underground tunnel connecting Maimoon Palace to the Mosque. However, due to bad maintenance, our guide said it’s dangerous to use the tunnel because it might collapse anytime! So, he drove us to the mosque instead.

Here, we took pictures just outside the Grand Mosque but then was gestured to go in by the man who was sweeping the floor when we approached the place. we had to pay 5,000 rupiah each as donation to enter. Then we were given a shawl to cover our heads – for ladies. I didn’t want to use them because I brought my own shawl.

Reflection of Grand Mosque

We snapped a few pictures before leaving this place. It was only 9.30 am when we finished walking about the two places of interest. Since we had a light breakfast, we ask Pak Wahab to bring us to a restaurant. He took us to this Kumango Restaurant which served really good seafood fried rice, kueh teow soup and rica-rica chicken. Rica-rica is some form of rendang and it was good!

After the late breakfast, we were on our way to Lake Toba. I read from the internet that, the road leading to Lake Toba is long and winding, so I took a few vomit bags from Air Asia airplane, just in case. Haha. Then we also bought some sweets. Pak Wahab stopped us at a rest stop and told us to buy water, go to the bathroom and do whatever we need as the journey would take 4 hours.

On our way towards Lake Toba, we passed by several small villages from Sei Rampah to Pematang Siantar. Here, they are conducting bird nests businesses too. It’s really mind boggling to see that the houses to house swallows are way bigger than human houses! Swallows are called walit here.

Paten, selling peanuts confectioneries with quirky names

We stopped by at Paten – a shop selling confectioneries using peanuts at Pematang Siantar. The names of the goods are really catchy – we have pang pang, pong pong, ping ping, ting ting, tong tong, teng teng, etc. When Pak Wahab was blabbering away pang pang, tung tung, ting ting.. we thought he has gone nuts! LOL! One box of peanut goods cost 17,500 rupiah. Don’t get conned into buying the entire set of 12 for 210,000 rupiah. We thought we got a good bargain but then 17,500 x 12 boxes would be added up to 210,000 rupiah! Haha! And we don’t even get to choose! My personal favorite is pang pang – it is peanuts mixed with corns biscuits. Simply delicious!

The journey to Lake Toba wasn’t that bad at all. In fact, we didn’t even get car sick. It might be a little jam, so it’s good to start the journey early. We were in luck because we landed at 7.35 am at the airport and were already on our way to Lake Toba during non peak hours. The best part is, since we woke up so early that morning to catch our flight, we basically dozed off in the car throughout the journey.

Food spread

We stopped by Garuda Restaurant in Pematang Siantar for lunch. Here’s the spread of the food. The food here is delicious!

As soon as we reached Parapat, Pak Wahab woke us up to see the magnificent view of Lake Toba! We went “Wah! Oohhh.. oh! Wah lao!” for a good 5 minutes. It was a sight to behold!

We reached our hotel – the Danau Toba Cottage and couldn’t wait to get into our room to see for ourselves the lake up close. But then, we didn’t like the hotel because there were steep staircases everywhere! Imagine having to carry your luggage all the way to the end of the hotel, climbing 3 flights of steps! We wouldn’t mind if the steps are shallow – they were somewhat too steep and it’s definitely not an elderly friendly place! Thank God for potters! We still need to hike back up to meet at the reception for Pak Wahab to pick us up. @#$%^&*

Sunshine through the clouds.. simply amazing!

However, the view soon took away our dissatisfaction. The lake somewhat smell like the sea (reminds me of Port Weld) but the water was crystal clear and there were children fishing and clowning around by the jetty.

Friendly little friends

After freshening up, we went to Parapat town for dinner. Here, most shops closed at 8 pm so there was nothing much to see. After only walking for 30 minutes, we decided to go for dinner already since there is nothing much here to buy. We didn’t want to delay Pak Wahab’s resting time because he has driven us all throughout the journey, so we quickly had our dinner and asked him to go and take a rest. We only got to know the SEA Games had started when we turned on the small tv in our room. Live from Jakarta! Ayo! Indonesia Bisa! (On a separate note, it’s really saddening to see how our athletes and journalists were being treated over there – seriously uncivilized!)

Good Bye, Beijing!

Day 7
29th October 2011, Saturday

On day 7, we basically ran low on energy. So, we decided to go to the last place of interest, the Prince Kung’s Mansion. We took a short cab ride there. We hired a tour guide since the girls are interested in the history. The Beijingers were always very fascinated with us – being a foreign Chinese and yet, we knew so many things about China. I didn’t know that, the girls actually studied Chinese History during form 6! All the more regrets I have for not learning Mandarin!

Benevolence & Justice

With my limited Mandarin, I tried to grasp what the guide informed us. Apparently, this minister, went by the name Heshen was Emperor Qianlong’s favorite minister, all because on the mole on his ear. The story has it that, Emperor Qianlong had a favorite concubine who was later sent for execution because she suffered an injury to her face. The Empress (not sure which one) ordered her to be sentenced to death. Qianlong was devastated. In order to ensure that he could recognize his favorite mistress after reincarnation, he marked her ear with dot (a mole).

Emperor’s wish to his grandmother

One day, this Emperor chanced upon Heshen, who strikingly resembled the dead mistress. Eventhough Heshen was a male, he had delicate features like a woman. When Qianlong saw the mole on Heshen’s ear, he was all convinced that Heshen was the reincarnated mistress. Hence, Heshen was lavished with many gifts and money, which in turn made him into this corrupt fellow. It was said that, they were having some homosexual relations too. Not that I am surprised lah.

One of the many bats

Anyway, the mansion is well maintained and it’s almost impossible to believe the magnitude of wealth the place exudes! If you notice closely, the mansion has figurines of bats carved into the railings and windows. Bats bring good luck in the Chinese Custom. So, the palace has 9,999 bats carved into it! I guess it was a good thing that we hired a guide – at least we get to see the place in a more intricate manner. Entrance fee was 40 yuan per person. Cost of hiring guide – 150 yuan.

Walking street at Hou Hai

After a visit to the Mansion, we hired a golf cart to take us around the hutong – 200 yuan. It was then I realized that, we were actually very near Hou Hai and Gulou. We abandoned the idea of visiting the Soong Ching Ling’s mansion because we were just too lazy to walk back to Hou Hai after that.

Pictures of Hou Hai & Gulou hutongs

Since it was already afternoon, we went to have lunch at this Sichuan place, as recommended by the golf cart driver. It proved to be an excellent choice. We had a good lunch here.

Spicy chicken

“Water cook fish”

After lunch, we took a short walk around Hou Hai and Gulou. Then again, we stop by Qingcafé for coffee before we make our way to Qianmen Jiangguo Hotel. From Gulou, we took bus no. 66 and stop at Hufanglu.

Here at Qianmen Jiangguo Hotel, we went to Liyuan Theatre to watch Peking Opera. Ms Pok called up Liyuan Theatre to book our tickets the day before. For ticket booking, you may call 400 805 1766 ext 94544. Everything is done in Mandarin. We meet up with the lady who helped us to book tickets at the hotel. It seems, if you were to buy the ticket at the ticketing booth at this hotel, you are not entitled for 40% discount. I think we got our tickets at 160++ yuan. Original price was about 250 yuan.

We were surprised that most people watching the Peking Opera here are all foreigners, mainly Japanese and Europeans. So, I guess we had gone to the wrong place. Perhaps, we should have tried Zhengciyi Theatre, which is the oldest in Beijing. Perhaps, there would be some authenticity, to say the least.

Anyway, we practically fell asleep watching the Peking Opera.. so it doesn’t make any difference. Haha! If you are worried you could not understand the Opera, there were actually subtitles being displayed on the neon board at both sides of the stage!

The next day, we just prepare ourselves to take the train back to Tianjin to catch our flight. We took a cab to Beijing South Railway Station since we dreaded to carry our luggage and climb stairs at the subway! There’s a train every 20 – 30 minutes so, you don’t have to pre-book (unless you travel during peak season like Labour Day, Chinese New Year or National Day). The journey would take only 30 minutes. Cost of train ticket is 55 yuan each person. Remember to show passport when you want to buy train ticket – they would key in your particulars. Beijing South Railway is so clean, vast and modern that it actually look like an airport! Then, we grabbed a nice looking aquamarine colored cab at the train station to get to the airport. It took about 30 minutes and 47 yuan to get to the airport from train station.

This post concluded my trip to Beijing. Hope you guys enjoy reading them, as much as I enjoy writing them.