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Tuesday, 5 May 2015

First Impressions, Worst Impressions

When I first walked into the hotel I thought it would be just a regular stay. Comfy beds, breakfast buffets and room service. But I was completely wrong. The minute I walked in, my eyes glittered at the sight of colourful chandeliers and decorations. The beautiful aroma of lavender scented candles wafted up my nose. It was a perfect temperature in there, and it felt so good to finally have air conditioning because it was boiling outside. My family and I began to slowly walk towards the lobby desk, still admiring the stunning ornaments that were surrounding us.

I was just checking in at the front desk with my family when all of a sudden four beautifully dressed ladies carrying trays with little cups on them appeared next to us. They said “Welcome to Langkawi” in about five or six different languages before finally saying it in English, then they handed each of us a little cup. The drink was absolutely delicious. It tasted like pomegranate juice but with a little kick to it. Later, I found out, it was simply called welcome tea. I was so excited to try everything else Malaysia had to offer.

After finishing our drinks we went up to the hotel room. I flopped down onto the bed, which I sunk right into. I jumped up and opened the curtains nice and wide. The view was magnificent. The beautiful ocean waves were lightly splashing onto the shore as delighted little kids ran around. I couldn’t wait to get down there and take a dip into the ocean. The best thing about this place was that there was nobody smoking in your face. Nobody peeing on the street. And best of all, nobody spitting enormous amounts of spit onto the sidewalk.

This wasn’t China.

Obviously the first thing I wanted to do was go to the beach. There were no beautiful beaches like this in Shanghai. First we went down to the hotel restaurant and ordered the ‘chefs choice’. We were pretty excited to see what was coming. We discussed our plan for the rest of the day before our food got to the table. Exactly three minutes after we ordered, a large plate of Mee Goreng (Malaysian Fried Noodles) was brought to us. We cleared the plate in precisely six minutes.

Finally the moment I’d been waiting for arrived. We were going to the beach. I rushed everyone upstairs quickly and we changed into our swimsuits. I was the first one ready and I was waiting at the door with four towels in my hand. I felt like the elevator ride down was taking forever even though it was only three floors. To my luck, we had to stop at each floor and by the time we got down I thought I would die of claustrophobia.

Luckily, the beach was right outside the back entrance of the hotel lobby so we didn’t have to tire ourselves out by walking in the sun before we got there. There were three steps leading down in front of a glass door. The only problem was, I didn’t see the glass door as I began sprinting towards the stairs. I hit my face against the door at full speed and fell backwards into a pool of blood that was formed by my nose erupting. As I said before, this wasn’t China and somebody from the hotel lobby came to help me up and stop my nose bleeding. I decided I needed to calm down, I was a little too excited.

I stepped a foot onto the warm sand and I was delighted about how soft it was. I was barely outside for a minute and I was already feeling a little hot. I walked towards the ocean and stepped into the cool and refreshing water. Then I saw something. Actually two things. I was stood near a Chinese man and his son adjusting my goggles in the water when I felt something warm touching the top of my leg. I looked down and there was something that looked green and murky next to where the boy was. He was looking down into the water. I connected the dots and realised that the murky green liquid was obviously pee and I started to move away. Then the old Chinese man began to cough and he spit into the beautiful clean water.

I couldn’t take it. I began to run. I ran as fast and as far as I could. On the way back to the front entrance of the lobby, I saw a bunch of drunk men lighting cigarettes. This place was turning into hell. 

Preet

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