{"id":1051,"date":"2008-09-05T22:29:06","date_gmt":"2008-09-05T14:29:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=1051"},"modified":"2008-09-08T17:49:16","modified_gmt":"2008-09-08T09:49:16","slug":"spending-half-a-day-in-pulau-ketam","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=1051","title":{"rendered":"Spending Half A Day In Pulau Ketam"},"content":{"rendered":"

Last weekend was a long weekend, my sisters, their kids, my dad and our family decided to make a trip to Pulau Ketam.<\/p>\n

To take the boat over, we went to the jetty which is at South Port, Port Klang. A ~30 minutes boat ride cost us RM7 for adults, and RM4 for school going kids. <\/p>\n

It has been ages since I last went to Pulau Ketam. It’s still very charming; every thing is built on eleveted ground, with small narrow cement streets (only bicycles allowed) and colourful houses in different shades of turquoise.<\/p>\n

For the kids, Pulau Ketam has not much to offer, but for us adults, it was the food : sea food, lala (Malay : clam) omelete, cendol (one of the best I’d tested), and fried prawn dough (some kind of cucur udang). <\/p>\n

Ok, my sis told me to mention this. We had lunch at the first restaurant that faces the jetty (can’t remember the name), recommended by a local we met on the boat. Food was so so, the waiter was rude. Only the gong bou har gou (Cantonese: spicy crayfish), and steam red snapper are worth mentioning. RM190 for a set meal for 8 adults + 4 kids. My sis said, “Make sure you write this in your blog, the waiter is damn rude, food is not good, don’t ever eat here.”<\/span><\/p>\n

I’m not sure about the other smaller restaurants further down the busy main street, but you can probably give this big one a miss.<\/p>\n

After our early lunch (we were warned wait time in restaurants can be more than an hour on public holidays when people start flooding in), we went exploring. The kids have their cousins to play with, that kept them happy. We didn’t go far though, because my dad was in a hurry to go (always the case), and a storm was also brewing. <\/p>\n

We left at 3pm, after snacking in a coffee shop. The boats between island and mainland operate like busses, there was a long queue when we reached at the jetty. When a boat arrived, every body was like trying to squeeze themselves forward to get into the boat so as not to miss it. Such is the way of Malaysians, sigh. <\/p>\n

When we got back to the main land, my sister asked, “So, whose bright idea was it?”<\/span> o.O<\/p>\n

The guilty man claimed we’ll go back again another day, when there’s no rain and no rush to go home so he could take more photos. <\/p>\n

Here are the photos taken.<\/p>\n

\nFor Sale – Dried sea food claimed to be produced by home industry.
\n\"Dried<\/p>\n

Zara all messy eating her pre-lunch snack.
\n\"Zara<\/p>\n

Daddy is very proud of this shot he took.
\n\"Zara<\/p>\n

Shops in different shade of turquoise.
\n\"Turquoise<\/p>\n

At the back of the main street, looks like every one owns a boat.
\n\"At<\/p>\n

Zaria enjoying the breeze and checking out the boats from a bridge.
\n\"Zaria<\/p>\n

Turquoise rules.
\n\"Turquoise<\/p>\n

A window to a Senior Club.
\n\"Senior<\/p>\n

A dying trade, a barber ‘grooming’ his customer.
\n\"Senior<\/p>\n

Tasha sheltering from rain with an umbrella hat.
\n\"Tasha<\/p>\n

Zara having a good laugh (aha, she’s also in turquoise).
\n\"Zara<\/p>\n

Zaria about to doze off.
\n\"Zaria<\/p>\n

Love this shot of my sister and Tasha.
\n\"My\n<\/div>\n

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