Short KL Trip: Day 2 - MikeBike, Bukit Bintang, Bomb Battle

The alarm went off at 5.55am and I hit the snooze button a couple of times. Nobody wanted to go to the gym with me. 

The gym is big but the equipment very aged. It was empty on Sunday morning. I did my 4.5km and went back to a room of sleeping people except Daddy Lim. It took a lot of effort to try to wake the kids. Zaky eventually gave up on bfast; he happily dipped in the bathtub until late the night before and attempted a little homework after that. 

It was an “only child” bfast. See, the bfast spread looks decent, just no meat. 

We tabaoed “meat-ful” bfast from 7-11 for Zaky, who was still sleeping when we went back. Him and his lion head. 

While Zaky had his bfast, we use the auto machine to feed Mochi too. D was to head over at 11am to feed Mochi proper. Ya, that white, white thing is some part of Mochi. 

Our morning activity was a bicycle tour with MikeBike. I found them while googling and opted for MikeBike bcos they have a 3-hour morning Riverside tour. I usually prefer scenic to city bicycle tour. We took another grab over, it was only about 15 mins drive away. 

Mike is a Dutch and the bicycles are all imported from Holland. 

We were all made to wear this bright orange vest.

The imported bicycles sound like a big deal, and they are very new for sure. They are also very heavy. Nana and I got the small size bikes and only when we started riding, I realised that the reach (handlebars) is very short (near) and I ended up with shoulder muscle ache shortly into the ride. 

While it is supposed to be a Rivserside ride, there was no river. There was only a big longkang along the way. We visited KL oldest Taoist temple. 

Then an Indian temple. 

A Buddhist temple.

Finally heading for lunch. Lunch was included in the package and we were brought to the authentic Indian banana leave lunch. We tried eating with our hand. 

We patiently waited and were told what is what. 

Other than the fried chicken, everything else was vegetarian and mashy, very typical of Indian lunch. The experience of eating with our hand was fun. 

After lunch, it was a slow ride back to the starting point. 

I enjoyed the ride back more bcos there was no stop. We simply rode at a leisure pace and enjoyed the views. 

The entire tour took about 3 hours and we rode for 14km. The weather was actually quite comfortable despite the sun. It was much more comfortable than the bicycle tour ride I had with Daddy Lim in BKK, when there was a heat wave. 

Instead of going back to the hotel and then coming out again, we got a grab to go to Bukit Bintang for shopping. 

We went to the Fahrenheit Mall and got some shopping done. While waiting for Nana in the fitting room. 

Then we went to Lot 10 and Daddy Lim found Swee Lee. I reminded him not to buy anything. Haha. 

The lunch wasn’t too filling bcos while waiting for Daddy Lim, I got the kids a crepe and they devoured everything. 

We headed back to Berjaya Time Square, which was about 10 mins walk away, and for this Bomb Battle activity. I had thought that it was simply about spraying paint at each other. Actually, it was a session of 5 mini games, each one similar is to floor is lava, where we need to work as a group. 

We got dressed up before the start of the game. 

Fortunately, other than 1, the rest of the games were not physically bcos it was super hot in that suit. 

Each mini game was 15 mins long. We were told that the 1st 4 mini games were to earn points, which translated to amount of time for the last game. We played very hard, but I think they bluff people de, everybody just get 15 mins for the last game. The last game was so silly. We were supposed to squeeze some air pumps that were supposed to control some valves on the screen to detonate some bombs. The pumps were so hard to squeeze. Half the time, I didn’t know what was happening, and kept thinking that we were going to be sprayed with paint suddenly. Lol.

After completing the last mini game, we were told that we passed and had the choice to be sprayed with paint. Of course lah. That was what we paid for. We suited up and stood in place. The paint was more like colored water but waiting for the moment was packed with anxiety. 

It glowed in the dark. 

Then we celebrated by doing some silly dance. Lol. The kids were so vigorous in that physical mini game and torn holes in the plastic protecting our shoes, staining their shoes in colored water. Nobody really mind. 

We ended the night with dinner. 

We had enough fun for the day and called it an early night. It was Nana’s turn to use the bathtub and also to scrub her precious new shoes of the colored water. 

Mummy Lim