Sunday, May 22, 2016

One night at Kundasang, Mile 36 Lodge

It's been ages since we're trying to fix a date and time to go for an outing together. Finally! We decided on a date and worked our way towards it.

And for Sabahans. There seem no other places.......

Mostly because it's so near to KK, and it's an entire world on its own. Cool, scenic, windy and refreshing, it's like an entirely new place yet so near from the city. And it's only less than 2 hours away from the city.

So it's only natural... everyone voted for Kundasang.

Mile 36 Lodge 

There were nine of us, so trying to find a place that could fit all 9 of us, was tricky. Eventually, we found Mile 36 Lodge who so conveniently have bunk beds and one king bed for all 10 of us. We fit in just like a big family, haha.

There were a full operating kitchen, outdoor barbecue pit extension, with stove, knives, plates and other utensils, sink, cutting board etc. IT WAS COMPLETE! We kinda underestimate the lodge, not only was it complete, it was clean, and still very cute.

No Mt Kinabalu view though. We were surrounded by trees and forests. Very near to the reception, making it easy for us to get wifi signals when we wanted to (not necessarily could be a good thing!). But really, absolutely no wifi signal in the room - have to go to reception T__________T

Mile 36 Lodge via : Click Here 
RM 480nett for 10 persons per night

Life's best teachers; lessons from the road

Like punks, blogs are not dead too.

I love my instagram, but nothing satisfies the craving to write, like a blog does. Now that I'm overwhelmed with my recent Bangkok and especially my Pattaya adventures, I feel like penning down some insights gained during this trip (before I forget them).

1)  No one cares how you get there 
No one really vividly describes how they end up in a picture perfect place, and no one seemed to ask either. The mass usually does not care, or bother to find out how you'd end up at your destination.

Which is distorted really, because one NEEDS to know how to get there. The best lessons learned are the ones within the journey itself. The dangerously close timeline of traveling from one city to another, the kind uncle Boon that helped navigate and bargain our way to a depressing floating market, strangers in a 3 persons bike ride, to walking 45 minutes under scorching hot sun because some guy duped you with directions, to taxi scams, and any of that hot mess of losing items and painfully going up and down the stairs in a train station - these are the things you do not see on someone's Instagram. Except for the heavily filtered photo on instagram.

^Uncle Boon that helped us.

Maybe the mass does not care, because the travelers or adventurers that share the photos never seem to paint the actual picture of the journey either. It's always the pretty destination in the end. Me included, and I'm changing it.

I'm changing the story telling of a holiday/ adventure! Not that I haven't, but my writings will continuously be an honest account of my travels and holidays.

Lesson 1: Always share the how you get to the destination. The best thing about the destination, is the journey.

2) Listen to your body 
This used to be my number one rule of thumb when holidaying. I used to preach this to my friends and family that whenever we're on holiday, I like to take it easy, and wake up when I feel I could.

Obviously, this isn't everyone's favorite tip.

Some of us like to follow schedules up to their nose so much that there is a sense of rigidity in the holiday. But then again, that's my opinion, we all have different styles and trip personas.

From my personal experience, I still prefer this rule. I always feel so rested everytime I wake up when it's time - as opposed to when I should. This doesn't usually go far off from the time I should wake up, sometimes only from 7.00am to 8.15am, but there are times they stretch beyond, like how I'm supposed to wake at 9.00am to 2.00pm when I was in Hong Kong after a whole night of debauchery in Macau.... (that's another story for another day).

Have you ever felt the need to go on holiday after a holiday? I really think that's because you force everything on to your body.

Lesson 2: Listen to your body. Like if you needed an ice cream for the millionth time. Which brings me to point #3.