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Showing posts with label Travel. Show all posts

Thursday, 8 September 2011

What They Might Not Tell You In The Guide Books

Published August 2011

Over the past few years I've often found myself acting as unofficial trip advisor to friends and friends-of-friends visiting Kota Kinabalu for the first time. I've finally realised that I have a set number of practices as to places we visit together (if the person I'm with enjoys a drink, my life becomes easier tenfold) and bits of advice on where to go and what to do.

Bearing in mind that I am not exactly a Lonely Planet guide book, nor am I here to arrange sightseeing tours (you're capable, do it yourself) I decided to examine the most common little 'suggestions' I've often given to visitors in the past. These are only some of the main points I find myself repeating regularly. There are quite a few more but in an effort to keep today's column comfortably readable, I'll stick to three points:


ISLAND STUFF
When visiting any of the five islands (Manukan, Sapi, Sulug, Mamutik and Gaya) in Tunku Abdul Rahman Park always be mindful of times and days. For example, if you head over to to an island of your choice at around 9:30am on a normal working day, the chances are high that you will be able to grab a prime spot for sun-worshipping or a good table under the shade. You'll be in island bliss while the rest of the tourists are still working their way through the breakfast buffet lines at their respective hotels.
Granted there is no guarantee that these spots will be entirely free of sand flies, red ants or assorted other pests (I'm thinking of the two-legged variety) but at least you'll be able to grab a few hours of lazy fun before the hordes make their way over from the mainland. Also, the further you get from the jetty, the quieter it may be. But if you're lugging around an eskie or assorted lilos, it can work out to be quite the hike back to catch your boat.
Be aware that Sapi island is home to macaque monkeys; they've been known to make off with sunbathers' belongings so be vigilant – they seem to be attracted to shiny things and plastic bags. Keep clear of the resident monitor lizards who will head over to say hello especially if they smell food. Please resist the urge to get too close, or to feed them. This goes for the monkeys too.
While we're on the topic of islands, it is best to return to the mainland between 3pm to 4pm. No matter how sunny of a day it is, the winds tend to change and the boat ride back any later can become quite choppy.



FOOD STUFF
Seafood is another highlight for visitors to KK. At the risk of being blunt, don't assume that just because a shop or a restaurant appears 'simple' or basic that their prices will hover around rock bottom. This goes double for bars and pubs. When in doubt, ask. Unsure of standards? For the most part the general rule of thumb is very simply this: If the place is packed, the food is usually good. Do note that this may not necessarily apply to a bar that happens to serve food. But I'm sure you can figure that out for yourself.
If you're waiting for a table take the time to have a discreet look at what diners are tucking in to. If unsure, there is absolutely no harm in asking politely. I still do that on occasion, especially when trying out a restaurant or coffee shop for the first time. I've actually made a few friends that way, and was introduced to the best laksa I've ever had.




TRAFFIC STUFF
Yes. Traffic. Never, ever make the mistake of underestimating KK's traffic. You will end up suffering dearly. I have lost track of the number of times visitors from cities such as Kuala Lumpur, Jakarta and Bangkok have looked down their noses at me when I've told them to be aware of peak hour traffic in KK. “You don't know what a traffic jam is until you've been in one of ours,” is the generic, often sarcastically snorted reply.
True, but KK is unique in the sense that a trip that could take two minutes driving time may stretch up an hour sometimes. I am not making this up because I've been stuck in a crawl like this before. The days leading up to any one of our many religious celebrations and public holidays are usually manic as everyone tries to get their shopping out of the way. But there has been the odd day when traffic magically appears with no warning. I can't stress this enough, be prepared for anything. The roads in our city centre are not quite equipped to deal with the amount of vehicles heading (usually) into town while the number of car owners are increasing on a daily basis. Also, there is no excuse for inconsiderate drivers, of which we are stuffed to the brim with, so I won't even touch on this subject. I suspect, however, they don't help with the problems either.
If you've got a flight to catch or an appointment to keep, please find out more about the traffic situation in your area before you pick a time to head off.


These are the few that I can think of at the moment. As is with travel anywhere else, be aware of your surroundings, be polite, be respectful and keep an open mind. Sabah has its special moments and if you're too busy being judgemental or comparing it to other cities, you might just blink and miss something special.

Friday, 6 May 2011

Road Trippin'

Published February 2008


The humble road trip. It's not just another vernacular expression but is truly an experience. Wikipedia defines the term as "a journey via automobile, sometimes unplanned or impromptu". 

I doubt that your daily errand-running or grocery shopping excursions qualify. However given the amount of time drivers spend stuck in traffic these days, one may as well have driven out of the city to do a little sightseeing. 

My interpretation of a road trip concurs heavily with the Wikipedia definition. Road trips that are planned on the day itself usually turn out to be the most memorable. And this is exactly what happened to me very recently. I woke up with an appetite for a little travel. A good drive was the order of the day and I was more than happy to give in to it. 
By the time I had packed a bag full of basic essentials and had secured a co-pilot for the last minute journey, what had begun as a general hankering for a day away from the city had festered into a gentle frenzy. It was time to say goodbye to Kota Kinabalu for a few hours.

I fetched the travel buddy from his place of residence, adjusted the iPod playlists accordingly, hooked the Hilux up with a full tank of gas, and we were on our way up to the Sabah highlands. Taking into account that Kinabalu Park is a World Heritage Site (as designated by UNESCO, making it Malaysia's first) and is less than a two hour drive from the capital city, it is no wonder that around 20,000 visitors make their way up there every month.

Located approximately 88 kilometers from Kota Kinabalu, we reached Kundasang roughly one and a half hours later. This is a town synonymous with anything pertaining to Mount Kinabalu as it is quite possibly the closest community area to the mountain itself, Kinabalu Park notwithstanding.
If you're in vicinity and passing through (say, en route to or from the Poring Hot Springs, Ranau or even Sandakan) you'd be hard pressed to miss the small "tamu" or roadside stalls which offer fresh local vegetable produce, honey, plants, souvenirs and the like. 

The reason why you'd be made aware of these stalls is due to the large number of tour buses parked alongside them waiting for tourists to make their purchases. A good thing for the local economy, but a little vexing for drivers navigating the traffic, especially along particularly tight  stretches of road. 

What made this trip truly unique for us was the unusually adverse wind conditions we encountered as soon as we reached the town. Granted Kundasang is around 1,500 meters above sea level but this was something new even for the locals, who by the looks of things appeared to be having a little difficulty acclimatizing to the gusts themselves.

We turned off at the Kundasang stalls and drove for another ten minutes until we reached the Mesilau Nature Resort for lunch. Mesilau is an ecofriendly vacation stay complete with chalets, an abundance of greenery and for those seeking an alternative approach to summiting Mount Kinabalu, the Mesilau Trail for climbers. 

Located at around 2,000 meters above sea level this is quite possibly the highest resort in and around the Kundasang valley and the surrounding range. Taking that into account, the winds became slightly more volatile, slamming into us from different directions and disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. I suppose that given the current weather conditions around South East Asia at the moment this should have been expected.

The best thing about these winds is that they made the eastern ridge of Mount Kinabalu visible, something I had never seen up close. The mountain itself was heavily shrouded but just being able to view these rocky, rugged side peaks made this road trip all that much more rewarding.

After lunch and a long, lazy caffeine induced verbal acclamation of the very welcome drop in temperature - we guesstimated around 18 degrees Celsius given the wind chill factor - we drove back to Kundasang town and spent a good half an hour taking note of ubiquitous motels, lodges and chalets in the vicinity, all with something different to offer. 
The Kinabalu Pine Resort for example, has been a consistent industry leader for its category with numerous awards under its belt. We also noticed that there were a few up-and-coming developments currently under construction. 
There were sadly a couple that were bordering on dilapidation. A disappointing fact given the amazing vistas that are everywhere you look.

Our journey back down was pleasant enough and uneventful except for the antics of a driver of a large bus who was firmly in an F-1 state of mind. His lane-cutting tactics around blind corners had me nervous as I expected the inevitable oncoming accident from the opposite lane. Thankfully nothing of the sort happened and after overtaking a succession of cars the bus sped off, no doubt to terrify the occupants of other vehicles further along. 

We got back to the city after dark and drove straight into a heavy rainstorm which gravitated us towards a lovely steamboat dinner, to warm the bones. 
A perfect way to end a truly memorable day. Road trips are definitely the way to go. We're planning our next one already.

Monday, 25 April 2011

Road Trippin'

Road Trippin' - Published November 2007

The humble road trip. It's not just another vernacular expression but is truly an experience. Wikipedia defines the term as "a journey via automobile, sometimes unplanned or impromptu".

I doubt that your daily errand-running or grocery shopping excursions qualify. However given the amount of time drivers spend stuck in traffic these days, one may as well have driven out of the city to do a little sightseeing.

My interpretation of a road trip concurs heavily with the Wikipedia definition. Road trips that are planned on the day itself usually turn out to be the most memorable. And this is exactly what happened on Monday morning. I woke up with an appetite for a little travel. A good drive was the order of the day and I was more than happy to give in to it.
By the time I had packed a bag full of basic essentials and had secured a co-pilot for the last minute journey, what had begun as a general hankering for a day away from the city had festered into a gentle frenzy. It was certainly time to say goodbye to Kota Kinabalu for a few hours.

I fetched the travel buddy from his place of residence, adjusted the iPod playlists accordingly, hooked the Hilux up with a full tank of gas, and we were on our way up to the Sabah highlands.
Approximately one and a half hours later we reached Kundasang. This is a town synonymous with anything pertaining to Mount Kinabalu as it is quite possibly the closest community area to the mountain itself, Kinabalu Park notwithstanding.
If you're in vicinity and passing through (say, en route to or from Poring Hot Springs, Ranau or even Sandakan) you'd be hard pressed to miss the small "tamu" or roadside stalls which sell fresh local vegetable produce, honey, plants, souvenirs and the like.

The reason why you'd be made aware of these stalls is due to the large number of tour buses parked alongside them waiting for tourists to make their purchases. A good thing for the local economy in my humble opinion, but a little vexing for drivers navigating the traffic along that particularly small stretch.

What made this trip truly unique for us was the unusually adverse wind conditions we encountered as soon as we reached the town. Granted Kundasang is around 1,500 meters above sea level but this was something new even for the locals, who by the looks of things appeared to be having a little difficulty acclimatizing to the gusts themselves.

We turned off at the Kundasang stalls and drove for another ten minutes until we reached the Mesilau Nature Resort for lunch. Mesilau is an ecofriendly vacation stay complete with chalets, an abundance of greenery and for those seeking an alternative approach to summiting Mount Kinabalu, the Mesilau Trail for climbers.

Located at around 2,000 meters above sea level this is quite possibly the highest resort in and around the Kundasang valley and surrounding range. Taking that into account, the winds became slightly more volatile, slamming into us from different directions and disappearing as quickly as they had appeared. I suppose that given the current weather conditions around South East Asia at the moment this should have been expected.

The best thing about these winds is that they made the eastern ridge of Mount Kinabalu visible, something I had never seen up close. The mountain itself was heavily shrouded but just being able to view these rocky, rugged side peaks made this road trip all that much more rewarding.

After lunch and a long, lazy caffeine induced verbal acclamation of the very welcome drop in temperature (we guesstimated around 18 degrees Celsius given the wind chill factor) we drove back to Kundasang town and spent a good half an hour taking note of ubiquitous motels, lodges and chalets in the vicinity, all with something different to offer.
The Kinabalu Pine Resort for example, has been a consistent industry leader for its category with numerous awards under its belt. We also noticed that there were a few up-and-coming developments currently under construction.
There were sadly a couple that were bordering on dilapidation. A very disappointing fact given the amazing vistas that are everywhere.

Our drive back down was pleasant enough and uneventful except for the antics of a driver of a large bus who was firmly in an F-1 state of mind. His lane-cutting tactics around blind corners had me jittery in expecting the inevitable oncoming car crash from the opposite lane. Thankfully nothing of the sort happened and after overtaking a succession of cars the bus sped off, no doubt to terrify the occupants of other vehicles further along.

We got back to the city after dark and drove straight into a heavy rainstorm which gravitated us towards a lovely steamboat dinner, to warm the bones.
A perfect way to end a truly memorable day. Road trips are definitely the way to go. We're planning our next one already.