{"id":1495,"date":"2009-09-02T18:24:40","date_gmt":"2009-09-02T10:24:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=1495"},"modified":"2009-09-03T11:06:50","modified_gmt":"2009-09-03T03:06:50","slug":"hi-5-concert","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mytwogirls.net\/?p=1495","title":{"rendered":"Hi-5 Concert"},"content":{"rendered":"

When I knew that Irene<\/a> had 2 Hi-5 concert tickets to give away, I immediately booked them. After discussing with Daddy, and forking out RM655, which we spent on purchasing 2 more tickets and booked a night stay in Genting (during their super peak season), we collected the 2 tickets from her. (Thanks, Irene)<\/p>\n

So off we went to Genting on Saturday for the 7pm concert.<\/p>\n

Girls wanted sweet before the concert.
\n\"Zaria<\/p>\n

Irene’s tickets were in front, and ours were way behind, so Daddy took the back seat, while girls and I took the front (You can see from this pix how near we were from stage). <\/p>\n

Girls were practicing their 1, 2, 3, 4, Hi-5.
\n\"1,<\/p>\n

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz… Oh, did you ask how the concert went? To me, it was boring. The hall was less than 20% full. When the concert started, Daddy came to the front to sit with us. Our row and the one in front were almost empty (maybe all the people who got free tickets didn’t turn up). The girls, however, rather enjoyed the ~1hr performance. Zara stood up to dance with Hi-5 members and Zaria joined in once or twice.
\nHonestly speaking, I wouldn’t pay again to watch it.
\n\"Hi-5<\/p>\n

After the concert, the girls requested for the rides in the theme park. So I bought 2 day passes for indoor park, and let them ride on the carousel and the Paris Genting ride for as many rounds as they wanted to get my money’s worth<\/strike>.
\n\"Zaria<\/p>\n

\"Zara<\/p>\n

\"Zaria<\/p>\n

\"Girls<\/p>\n

The whole place was so crowded… but the girls had a quiet moment with the clown, just 2 of them, each waiting for their turns to get a baloon from the clown.
\n\"Zaria<\/p>\n

Their final ride was on the bumper car. Zaria was too young, so she had to sit with Zara. Zara was no expert in steering, and she was just going in circles; and banging on the wall and getting stuck. I was shouting instructions but Zara didn’t quite get it. At one point, both got so frustrated and started crying and the attendant had to come to their rescue. The whole time, Daddy was just standing at a corner fiddling with the camera. Grrrrr….<\/p>\n

\"Girls<\/p>\n

We only got back to the hotel at 11pm+ and by the time the girls showered and settled down, it was midnight. That night was a cold cold night, I didn’t sleep well since the girls were stirring in their sleep.<\/p>\n

The following day, we had late breakfast, and just went on the caterpillar ride before we headed home. Daddy thought maybe we should stop by Bukit Tinggi and let the girls see a bit of the Colmar Tropicale<\/a>. <\/p>\n

There was really nothing much in the ill-maintained ‘village’, but the girls spent sometime with the swans at the ‘moat’ until Zaria got pecked by one of them and started wailing and wouldn’t stop even when we tried to pacify her. Her reason, “The swan eat (ate) my finger.”<\/span><\/p>\n

And the whole time we were there, Daddy only took photo of this….
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\n\"Black<\/p>\n

Grrrr…..<\/p>\n

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