KL Sentral - JB Sentral - Butterworth - KL Sentral, April 30 - May 4, 2014

Day 1. Apr 30, 2014 - KL Sentral (2230) - JB Sentral (0618), Senandung Sutera, AFC Premier Class, S4 Seats 8B-C

Both of us arrived early at KL Sentral. Along accompanied Sam and the three of us walked around the new Nu Sentral shopping complex. Tenant wise still work in progress. This trio was planned primarily because I wanted to ride the Express Rakyat from the originating station until the last, which was Butterworth. So we were at the KL Sentral to board Sinaran Malam to JB and a night in JB visiting Sam’s best friend before taking the Express Rakyat the next day.

After dinner and prayers, we went to the KTMB’s VIP waiting lounge on the 3rd Floor. We walked into the lounge together with two ladies that were going down to Singapore. The lounge was quite spacious but nothing much in terms of facilities. Nevertheless comfortable and we took one whole corner to yourself. 

We were about to go down to board at 10.25 pm when an announcement came on air to announce that the train was delayed. Those that wish to cancel their travel could go to counter 2 for their refund or change to another date. Hearing this I said to myself this must be a long delay. Upon enquiry the attendant at the VIP lounge told us the northbound train from Singapore, our train, had just had an accident at Tampin. How bad I asked. ‘ Well. the train had just hit a ‘kerbau’ (water buffalo)’. Ok, I said with a laugh, ‘Langgar kobau rupo eh’ (Negeri Sembilan dialect). The new departure time for us would be 12.30 am.

In the first class waiting lounge 

The rest of the passengers down at the main waiting area decided to make themselves comfortable

Other first-class passengers started to appear to join us in the VIP lounge. At least we had few companies and as they joined us they remarked jokingly about KTMB and the train services.

When it was nearly 12.30 am another announcement was made and this time telling us the new departure time was at 12.50 am. Well, we were late already what another 20 minutes ha ha ha. There were, including both of us, five groups of travellers waiting there. 3 Malay families in which 2 were going home to Singapore and another to JB. Another group, which was not a group at all, was a gentleman, a businessman from the look of him, going home to Singapore. Overhearing their conversation the Malay family going down to JB said that was the first ride for them after so many years and KTMB welcomed them with a delay ha ha ha. The gentleman also replied that he just fancied taking the train instead ha ha ha. The last group was two middle-aged ladies going down to Singapore. I must say happy ladies that used to travel together. I just smiled. 

When we were ready to board we just took the lift in the lounge straight down to Level G where the platform was and when we got there the train was still not there until a few minutes later. We boarded immediately as soon as the train arrived. We departed KL Sentral eventually at 1.04 am. 

I have booked a first class coach with better and bigger seating. I knew I was in trouble when I was not able to sleep. I was wide awake when we reached Seremban for about an hour and a half later. I just knew I need to force myself to sleep but to no avail. I was only successful a while later.

Premier Class Coach

I was awake when we reached Gemas as I felt very cold. I pulled out my sweater from the rucksack and I forgot to take out my sock as well. A few minutes later I managed to sleep again but then the aircon proved to be too much for my feet to handle. I was awake again and could not go back to sleep. With that, I started to walk and did what I would normally do on the train - stand at the door staring outside and do ‘nothing’. As I always say doing nothing is an option in knowledge management. You started to reflect about life and the rhythmic movement and the sound of the train accompanied my reflection. Apt and perfect for me. I did not stay there too long as the day began to show itself slowly. The limitation of intercity trains on the southern route between the two major cities is that they do not have a proper buffet car. No place for people like me to lepak. Thus, I walked back to my seat and pulled out my laptop.

Since the ETA at JB now is at 8.30 am I started to think when we would be saying our suboh. When I walked back to my seat I saw a space in the first class coach that we could use. I told Sam so who was awake already

At 5.52 am we arrived at Kluang Station. Nothing much for me to look at as it was still dark.

The stations along the route emerged after one another as the day got brighter. The lack of sleep made me just wanted to sit and waited for my arrival at JB Sentral. Which we finally did at 8.46 am.

Sam had made an arrangement for her best friend, Ros, to pick us at the station. As we walked down the station Sam called Ros and they were already at the station and finding a place to park. 

Ros and Munirah brought us to their house. Since they met at the station both Sam and Ros could not stop talking so I let them be as they continued talking in the kitchen. At the sofa, I took the nap I needed badly. 

I must have been sleeping for quite some time as when I woke up Ros offered me a brunch of chapatis. I almost swallowed them immediately. It was almost lunchtime and I guessed I was double hungry ha ha ha. We have yet to check in after I gulped the chapatis they sent us to Citrus Hotel. Citrus Hotel was just in front of the JB Sentral and strategic for needs. The hotel became our hotel for our future train adventure staging place from JB. The hotel is not only strategic due to to its accessibility to JB Sentral but also because there is a mamak join with chapati opposite the road and a very good minang dishes outlet on the ground floor during the day. Also, at the backstreet is a medan selera like eating place with a verity of local and Indian food. More or less it is a perfect place for us.

That night after we have rested properly we went down to the back alley to have dinner. In fact, I had a sumptuous dinner of chapatis and lamb soup.

Day 3. May 2, 2014 - JB Sentral (0835) - Butterworth (2200), Express Rakyat, AFC Premier Class, Coach R1, Seats 4B-C

I woke up at 5.30 am and did my usual ritual. Our train, the Express Rakyat was supposed to depart JB Sentral at 8.35 am. so we have ample time for breakfast before we walked to the station.

We checked out of Citrus at 6. 35 am. We were greeted and processed out by a happy and good nature English speaking lady at the counter. In good spirit and anticipating for more good things we walked out of the hotel and crossed the small alleyway to have breakfast at the mamak restaurant.

JB Sentral was fairly new and if it was a southern hub for the train service then it has a few shortcomings. In general the lack of proper facilities to create a welcoming feeling for travellers like us. No charging stations for our mobile phone and most power plug points were switched off. Suck signages that whatever they put seems like an afterthought indicating the failure of design and implementation. The worst was the girls at the customer care centre were clueless. They cannot even answer one question properly. I blame the supervisors and managers for not educating them properly. In information management point of view instead of having information overload, they were actually deprived of information. In knowledge management point of view, there was no proper knowledge acquisition, transfer and sharing among them. The whole building was really old in terms of information and knowledge. Beautiful building but with a lack of brain. 

The saving grace for me was that the morning was really brilliant with the morning sun shining through a clear sky. 

There were not many passengers waiting with us as a normal case in JB. Most of those boarding from JB will normally choose Kempas Baru as their originating station. We were called to board and departed 9.01 am which was almost 30 minutes late as scheduled. we were at Premier Class coach R1 and seats 4B and 4C. Apart from a bigger seat and space, the Premier Class passengers were given a small bottle of mineral water and a piece of big doughnuts. We always joke about the doughnut. 

The train moved out of JB slowly and both of us got into the groove of things. You are really a seasoned train traveller when once on board you will start to pull out your book or laptop and charging your handphone. 

At Kempas Baru I saw the catering crew readied to board and one of them was the very familiar figure for those travelling on the Express Rakyat. With a body-hugging shirt, tight jeans and blond hair he/she was very flamboyant. The boarding crew indicated that soon the ABC (Air-conditioned Buffet Car) will open for business.

At 9.25 am we walked to the buffet car, thank God they have one on this train. Once we sat down we ordered coffee and nasi lemak for RM8. Just the two of us in the buffet car. We sat to eat slowly and enjoyed the view outside. 

Our favourite coach on the train

After a while, a Chinese later walked in and sat next to the counter. Her demeanour was like someone who already a seasoned train traveller as well. She ordered something and looked as if she going to stay there for a while which was later proven to be true. The ticket conductor came in to have a drink and sat at the next table across her and they started to chat. She must have been a regular on the train.

An hour or so a few others started to join us, by this time I have already had my laptop opened.. My thought was flowing but my hand could not really keep up typing but I just let loose and deal with the typing errors later. It has always like that when I am on a train. We decided to go back to our seats before we reached Renggam.

Except for a few empty seats the Premier Coach was almost at full capacity. Although Premier Class but the coach was not really being taken care off properly. Almost everything in a state of disrepair. There was a small family from Singapore at the front of the coach and they trying to work the curtain and it felt. Being Malaysian and a train fan I was so embarrassed. The wife tried to tie the curtain back with whatever she had. At this point, I decided to take a nap. 

We reached a place, a station, that before was like a joke to some of us when we grew up. If you had come from a place that has a name that sounds different or sounds funny you would definitely have a nickname after the place. For examples Tendung, Pintu Gang and Ketil. A lot of my school friends are from Johor and the place and station that I am writing about now is Mengkibol. The first time I saw the name I almost laugh aloud inside the train. Just imagine your nickname is Mengkibol when you joined but over the years eventually, the nickname became sophisticated and shorten to Kibol or just Bol with English like spelling Cibol or Bold. 

Then we arrived at one of the best known and most disembarked stations in the south, Kluang. Not only it is one of the major stations but it also housed the famous Kluang Railcafe. Even if you were not a coffee drinker you had to at least stop there once.

After Kluang were Chamek, Paloh, Segamat and eventually Gemas, the mother hub of intercity train services in Malaysia. Up to late ’80s, Gemas was a major cut and dice hub that splits train from the north, south and east into three new sets that will continue to the three sectors.

After Gemas we just sat looking out until he felt it is another lepak session at the ABC. This time we stayed there until we almost reach KL Sentral. It was at around 4 pm that we reached KL Sentral and we witnessed the change not only the crew but passengers as well. This may not be significant or something to fascinate about but to me, it is a fascinating social phenomenon. The leaving and going, not only the different facial expressions of those arriving and boarding but they scurried from away also differently. Several new travellers boarded to join us to travel up north. Shortly, we were on the move again travelling through a bright evening of KL into the sunset of Perak.  

Just before maghrib we arrived at the one of the best-built train stations in Malaysia. The Ipoh station was designed by Arthur Benison Hubback and was officially opened in 1917. The design of the exterior of the building inspired by the elements of late-Edwardian Baroque architecture (Wikipedia, 2019). However, in 2000s the internal design was, I feel personally,  due to the double tracking and electrification project was raped. I was really disgusted about it whenever I arrive at the station. That day it was no different. If they could do that to Ipoh station what hope do I have that they preserved other old stations. Most are gone forever already. It is our role now to keep the knowledge and history alive among our younger generation through writing and knowledge sharing sessions.

The train did not stop long at the station, just enough time for passengers to disembark and board.

The night crept in as we moved at a constant speed towards Butterworth. We did not really do anything but sat looking at darkness as our minds moved somewhere else. By this time I was most of the time occupying on the empty the single seats next to ours. We were in no mood to do anything but to welcome our arrival at the final station. I was already thinking of the dreaded steps and inclination that Sam had to take to access the ferry terminal. The last time was really horrible for her.

At almost 10.00 pm we arrived at the unfinished new Butterworth station.

Well, it was not Hong Kong or Sydney Harbour, still, I loved the ferry ride across to the Georgetown. At night you would have a beautiful Georgetown skyline.

Once we crossed we straight away took a taxi to Cititel Penang to check in for a night.

Day 4. May 3, 2014 - Butterworth (2228) - KL Sentral (0630), Senandung Langkawi, ASC Superior Class, Coach L7, Seats 8C-D

We woke up to chill Penang morning. Looking out I saw Penang that I saw the first time. What I like most with historical cities like Penang and Melaka is the old historical buildings surrounding the new building like our hotel. Although some are rustic roofs, the different colours and tones are making it historically beautiful. 

Since I booked the room without breakfast we went down across the street to have breakfast at one of the many mamak restaurants there. Breakfast, of course, was chapati for me. Well, not the best chapati in Penang but I was satisfied no less. When I looked around in the restaurant I was blessed to witness the true Malaysians of all races, with a mixture of tourists, having breakfast together. Politics has driven us in the wrong direction but food will always bring us back together.

After breakfast, we went back to our room as it was still too early to walk Georgetown. The plan was to check out, store our luggage at the counter and having a joy walk towards Komtar. 

At around 10.00 am we checked out and left luggage at the hotel. Out at the lobby, we turned right and walked along Penang Street.  We walked along Sam’s Batek House, we didi not stop as Penang is not a place to get batik. Chowrasta, as usual, was bustling self in the early morning. Cendol Pulut, the famous Cendol Teochew and Ais Tingkap, mostly we just passed them and once in a while, I captured the scene. I kept a slow pace so that Sam not only could enjoy the walk but to manage her back problem. 

We did not have a special reason to be at Komtar but just to pass the time walking around in the new shopping complex next to it. We did the same at Komtar and while on the second floor or third serendipity materialised, we found a Perpustakaan Siber Ilmu, a branch of the state library. The other nice surprise was the poster of MyLIB on the wall of the entrance. MyLIB was a product we developed at MDC for Malaysian libraries that we gave to PNM to manage. We went in and because of-of the power of my handphone was running low I decided to stay in for a while to charge it. 

Sam decided to buy something and left me at the Perpustakaan. I picked up a magazine and started reading. I glanced at the users around me, around 20 of them. There was a group of elderly of the city of Penang sitting together reading the newspaper and chatting. A few students doing their homework, studying or searching for something at the online station. Since I have my laptop with me I booted it up to do short writing. 

  

We were back on the street walking after about 2 hours at Komtar. I was really surprised to discover the library and it was really a nice surprise for me. We took a slow walk on the sidewalk back towards Line Clear as that was a must have lunch place for both of us in Penang. By that time it was about lunchtime already and by then Line Clear was sure to be packed with people having lunch.  We walked slowly passing the same shops and eateries we passed before. Only now we walked with one intention in mind - kari kepala ikan ha ha ha ha. I was right, when we reached Line Clear there was already a long line went out until the main pavement of the street. But, I just knew what to do, get seats for two and order nasi hidang. Always the right strategy, once we got our seats I ordered rice for two kari kepala ikan merah, vegetable, papadom, and a cut of beef. We did hot have to wait long and in ten minutes it was chow time. We took our time to enjoy our food.

As we walked out of the alley of the Line Clear it started to rain quite heavily. We have no choice to kill sometimes we walked into Chowrasta shopping area to just browse around. We had done with jeruk, t-shirts and other souvenirs, so we just walked in to really browse the many books at the used book outlets further inside the building. When I grew up used books stores like that was one of my libraries. Especially the one in State PJ.

I started to rain heavily

The rain persisted until late evening that forced us to brave it to walk back to the hotel to collect our luggage as well as say our Maghrib prayers. Due to the rain, the day got darker earlier. We did have time to really clean ourselves but just made do what whatever we could. When we were readied to leave the hotel for the ferry terminal we knew to take the shuttle was out of the question. We hailed a cab at the hotel and it was the right decision as to when we got in the cabby told us part of Georgetown was already flooded. Due to the out drainage and clogging due to the construction Georgetown was prone to flash flood during heavy rain. I was a bit worry that we were going to be able to get to the terminal on time to board our train which was at 10.20 pm. Lucky for us while the rain was still pouring we managed to get to the ferry terminal on time to cross to Butterworth.

Boarding the ferry

We were a bit relaxed when we were on board the ferry. No need to rush as we had ample time for our train. We were to board the Senandung Langkawi back to KL and when I made the booking there were not any more sleepers available for us. Only seats for us for the night trip back home. Both of us were the only persons from the ferry walking down towards the train station. A quiet walk down the ramp to cross to the station. Obviously, both the train station and the ferry terminal were unfinished products of the redevelopment of the area. Disjointed that supposed to be linked.

Our coach for the night

We did not have to wait that long for our train and boarded at 10.28 pm. Our coach was not at full capacity but it was already occupied by a group of holidaymakers that I assumed have been holidaying in Thailand. Once onboard we prepared ourselves for the night and after a whole day walking we were tired enough to sleep soundly at sitting position all the way to KL. That was what I thought. I woke up when we reached Ipoh. In fact, I was so awake that I walked out on the platform to take a few shots of the station.

Ipoh Station at around 2 am.

Arrived at KL Sentral 

The next morning we woke up at KL Sentral and after our Suboh we took the Komuter train back to Bangi.

Express Rakyat 1976-2016: The Last Hurrah May 8 2016

In 1976 I was in form three at one of the country’s premier boarding schools trying to figure out my life. I was not a loss but more of a wandering soul looking for a place in the vast universe. One of the joys of my life was travelling home by train during our school term breaks.  Train means Keretapi Tanah Melayu Berhad (KTMB) and its slow and long journey. Being on it were both an adventure and therapy to the then my tiny body. Standing at the opened door between the carriages with cool night breeze blowing against my face is something still fresh in my consciousness. Never a boring moment for us and always something to do. Either walk through the whole length of the train a couple of times, chatting at the door, smoking our lungs out or even, when we were brave enough, throwing pick up lines in the hope one of them would catch the chicks from down south. These mostly on the East Coast trains. 

The year 1976 was also the year KTMB introduced the Express Rakyat to Malaysians. Nov 1, 1976, to be exact. As the name implies it started a daily run with only Economy Class coaches. A service for the rakyat on the West Coast line. Eventually, it was improved with new carriages and from plying between JB and Bukit Mertajam to Singapore and Butterworth. The express was even made more famous by M. Nasir and his Kembara group. Everyone can just sing along or sway away with the smooth melody. Here is the song

Sadly today, May 8, 2016, although the song still actively fill the airwave, Express Rakyat is going for its last run as KTMB has decided it is a problem for them. A sad day for me and a sad day for all train lovers in Malaysia. I am at Butterworth station now waiting to board. Die-hard train lovers decided to board to accompany this last Express Rakyat, popularly known as 1 Down among train communities, for its last hurrah down to JB Sentral. It was a month of planning to do it. Some of us, including my family and I, decided to board all the way from Butterworth while another large JNK (Jom Naik Keretapi) group to board at KL Sentral.

But this excursion is not without its own challenges. Yesterday an ETS  had crashed onto the tail of an Express Rakyat, 1 Down, going down to JB at Kuala Kubu. It was a small but serious mishap that rendered the line impassable. KTMB worked very hard to restore the service but the failure of KTMB in crisis management and public relation created a high level of anxiety among us. I was affected badly to the extent I exploded in our WhatsApp group. On reflection, I believe I did the right thing. It is time for someone to tell KTMB in the face. Not just as a customer but as a train lover who wants to see a successful train service in Malaysia.

We arrived at the Butterworth station at 4am as I did not want to risk it. If the Express Rakyat was cancelled we would have taken the first ETS, 5 am, out back to KL. The counter duly opened at 4.30am and I was their first customer. I asked the obvious question and the lady at the counter walked into her office to inquire from her supervisor. She was in there for quite sometimes that heighten my anxiety. I was resolved whatever the outcome to stay calm and accept it as the will of Allah. She came out and mentioned as she moved to sit down that the service was back to normal. which meant our Sayonara Express Rakyat was on. She further elaborated that our train is on the way to Butterworth.  You cannot imagine how happy I was of the news. The thought of Ameer flew into my mind. I duly announced it to the whole world. I was very happy for Ameer Danial who risked taking a bus from KL early in the morning to be at Butterworth before departure. 

Butterworth Station at 4 am

Because we were early we parked ourselves in the surau. I stayed there until I said my Suboh at 6am. When I came out there was a message in our group that Ameer was already at the station. The waiting lounge started to get busy at 6 am as the next train was the 6.30am ETS to KL Sentral. Butterworth station is quite a happening station nowadays.

I told my family that I was going down for breakfast at the bus station. Kak Cik decided to follow me. I also left a message for Ameer and down at the lift I heard Ameer called out my name. The three of us walked to the warung at the bus terminal. Then only we knew our train was late by an hour. 

While we were eating Loncan Apiz and Zul arrived to join us. We were a happy bunch of train hunter, spotter, traveller and lover smiling having breakfast as the trip was going to be a reality. Zul updated us that the Express Rakyat would be delayed by an hour at that point of time. Faisal Azwan Abdul Rahim earlier reported that he crossed our train at Tapah Road at 0525 on his way down on ETS to KL Sentral. In this connected world, we have live information at our fingertips. The power of communities of practice (CoPs). How KTMB cannot be like us, connected to us and leverage all the train fan clubs and current technologies is beyond me. 

At around 7.15 am we walked back to the station to get further information on our train. By now the station was really a buzz with commuters waiting for their rides either for Komuters to Padang Besar or Kemunting. I saw an EMU on the platform. I was informed this EMU is being used for Komuter service to Padang Besar. Imagine the crowd. Zul told me on its busier days additional EMU was commissioned to ferry commuters to Padang Besar. The same sardine can that I was used to in the early 2000s. I sincerely hope it is doing justice to commuters up in the north

Looking around I could not help wondering how many of them were like us waiting for the last Express Rakyat. Like everywhere now most commuters waiting with their eyes glued to their phone screen. Gadget nation we are now. There was also a group of Indian tourists.

Gadget Nation

Passengers in the departure hall

It was a painful wait for l of us, especially me. The digital message kept on posting delays for our train form just delay to 100 minutes delay and so on. Every now and then Zul will come out of his office to inform us of the status of our train. He told us our train stopped at Bukit Tengah to be shunted with additional carriages. Later when we were already on the train we got new information that our train was actually already at Bukit Tengah at 8.00am. It took them more than an hour to fit the train with additional carriages because our train was the same Express Rakyat that was involved in the accident the day before. It ran up with only 5 carriages.

Now we definitely were sure that our farewell ride was on and just a matter of waiting. We just could not sit still with the anticipation. Tak sabor-sabor

I was standing with Zul at the waiting area talking when we heard a familiar engine car came in. Zul rushed to the entrance and nodded to me. Finally! I sent a message to the others who were getting a drink at the warung. Immediately I called up my family and went down first.

With my adrenaline rushing, I quicken my pace towards our coach, R2. I saw Zul was working hard pulling and putting back the coach number in place. Apparently, they were wrongly numbered. Once inside our coach, I just dumped my luggage and rushed out to take photos. In fact, all the nine of us, including my daughters and two train lovers that I have not met before and a KKK club member who was going to be onboard until Parit Buntar, were busy running to the front to capture images of the locomotive and the crew. Zul had his camera setup o tripod for a group photo already. We quickly posted and the shoot was done quickly. 

Raja Mahadi, the loco or engine car, had the honour to pull the last 1 Down to JB Sentral

24107 Raja Mahadi

With mixed emotion, we frantically captured what we can. I knew for a fact major parts of the capturing actually happened as our own mental images. If we can print that it would be definitely a wonderful slide show or movie.  

At 10.20am the whistle was blown and 1 Down slowly inching out of Butterworth station. Our old memories also flew by leaving the station. Sinking slowly into my realisation the fact that it was the last diesel train day ride out of Butterworth. ‘No more after this’, I said to myself. 

Express Rakyat 1 Down leaving Butterworth for the last time

The funny thing though out of my sadness there was a little be of joy to be on the train again. Ironic but true. Modernisation is real and healthy as indeed we must progress, still, KTMB needs to keep the old train running for the sake of train fans like me as much as for the rakyat. The best commercial reason to do it is to have an Express Rakyat Tourist Train once a week at least in the future. Really, our neighbour Thailand has proven it to be viable. Even, Indonesia is ahead of us on this one.  

After we left Butterworth the train moved confidently as scheduled making stops at designated stations  such as,

Bukit Mertajam at 10.30 am, 

Simpang Ampat at 10.42 am, 

Nibong Tebal at 10.50 am, 

Parit Buntar at 10.54 am,

Bagan Serai at 11.03 am,

Bukit Merah Lake at 11.16 am

Kemunting at 11.33 am

Taiping at 11.37 am

Padang Rengas at 11.56 am,

Kuala Kangsar at 12.02 pm,

Tasek at 12.35 pm,

Ipoh at 12.42 pm,

Kampar at 1.15 pm,

Tapah Road at 1.25 pm,

Slim River at 2.02

Tg Malim at 2.41 

All these were reported live via our WA group to update those who did not have the opportunity to join us and those that were waiting and would be embarking at KL Sentral.

Between Bagan Serai and Taiping and at Bukit Merah Lake are the stretches best for photography. I captured what I can to accompany my feelings with the train travelling at an average speed of 100 km/h. A speed that I wanted to slow down but as the service, I was not able to do. All along the journey taking photos was secondary to me. I just sat at my seat really toying with my feelings enjoying the last ride. At times searching deep for good memories of this train. It sunk but still deep inside it was still unbelievable to me that it was the end. We will have the memories, photos and the song to remember it now.

When we arrived at KL Sentral we straight away disembarked to move to coach 4. Everyone supposed to be joining at KL Sentral were already at the platform taking photos and enjoying themselves. A bit of impromptu ceremony also going on, on the platform. It was hard to tell whether they were happy or sad. Maybe happy to see all their friends join on the last ride and deep down very sad.

The others boarded at KL Sentral

The train eventually departed KL Sentral into rainy Kuala Lumpur as if commemorating the sad day. When train’s fn travelling on the train they do not actually sit ha ha ha. They will move around the train and most of the time park themselves at the door. Because of our numbers we were actually at every door. It is a waste paying for a seat for us.

Gemas is another station that all train fans in Malaysian can identify with. Naturally, when we got to Gemas all of us poured on the platform. It was at this station also the Nasi Ayam Gemas that we ordered was delivered. It was getting dark already when we arrived at Gemas.

Our dinner being delivered at Gemas

The plan was for us to ride the Express Rakyat down to JB Sentral and from there to board Express Sutera back to KL Sentral. As our train was already late by two hours we were not going to make it to board the Express Sutera at JB Sentral. We decided to disembark at Kluang and board the Sutera there. However, we arrived at Kluang at around 9.38 pm, still early and enough time to go further up. After a second consultation of the train nobles, we decided to disembark at Kulai instead.

The consultation of train nobles

We arrived at Kulai at around 10.45 pm and Express Sutera will be there at 11.20pm so we had few minutes to kill. Once disembarked some us went to search for the surau to pray first, a group made a beeline towards the famous Nasi Lemak Wak Kentut which was just at the entrance of the station, and another group setting up their tripods to shoot the station at night. I decided to pray first and check out the rest of the place.

Kulai Station

The place is so unique and nostalgic to me. I so missed the old stations both on the east coast and northern lines.

I would say Kulai station received its biggest passengers ever in the year. We were everywhere especially on the tracks imprinting the place with our cameras. The number of cameras that night there was a sight to behold ha ha ha

It was just like any small country train station you can experience in other countries. Sadly they are not going to keep the old structure. In fact, the whole station will have a new look in the near future,

Ironically we were happy at Kulai station and maybe some did not register the fact that we had just disembarked from the last Express Rakyat. Our last right on board of the good old Express Rakyat. I was sad, really, really sad.

The Express Sutera arrived at 11.35pm

Boarding Express Sutera 

Once aboard Sam and I had our dinner of Nasi Ayam Gemas and just after bedtime for us as we were already tired after a long journey from Butterworth

I am not sure whether it was we were all tired, sleepy or sad but the rest of the journey back to KL Sentral was really quiet.

Close to 7 am we approached KL Sentral and disembarked. Still a lot of chatting among us but we were sad for sure as we were saying goodbye to even the Express Sutera soon. There would be another Express Rakyat and Sutera. Gone forever.

With that off, we went to board our train back to Bangi.

All the photos that I capture are HERE and HERE

Let's continue with the journey....

I have stopped blogging actively for a while already and recently felt that I should again. Checking on my writing and travelogue folders I realised I have a lot on unfinished writings so what I am going to do is to finish one by one and published as is non-chronological order. Stay tuned.

On The Train, 11 May 2017, KL Sentral - Gemas - JB. But denied the use of SK2 Chapter 1

Saya katakan hikayat kerana ianya cerita yang bermula dari filosofi perniagaan dan tabiat perniagaan KTMB yg bercelaru disebabkan pegawai-pegawai atasan yg kurang mahir. 

Firstly, let me introduce myself as far as railway service in Malaysia is concern. First and foremost I am a railway fan that have been a loyal customer to KTMB. For 13 years I have taken the good, the bad and the ugly of KTM Komuter services every day to work. On top of that since I was 5 years old I had been using the intercity services for my travels in Malaysia. At least I would take an average of 4 times a year to travel in Malaysia by train when most of my friends and family members do not even want to think of taking one. Of course, over time I met the like-minded personalities yg gila keretapi like me. We grew up in a group as train fans and occasionally organise our own trips to Kelantan or up north by train.  We even did CSR projects with the train communities in the east coast line. We go nuts with anything about trains. In short, we are not your normal Malaysian who takes train to balik kampung. We are fans who love everything about trains. I am not asking for KTMB to treat us like kings but don’t you think we deserve a decent treatment if not better like any other customers? Well! KTMB do not think so.

The trigger of this hikayat adalah our pengalaman yg ingin menyewa SK2 untuk aktiviti merasa perkhidmatan tersebut sebelum ia ditamatkan. Berdasarkan kepada iklan diatas kami telah menghubongi pihak KTMB and setelah berbincnag telah dipersetujui dgn bayaran deposit untuk menyewa SK2 untuk perjalan kami dari JB Sentral ke Tumpat. Memandangkan SK2 itu akan balik semula kosong pihak KTMB yg kami telah berurusan telah mempelawa kami untuk menggunakan SK2 untuk perjalanan balik dgn sedikit diskaun. Kami telah bersetuju.

Sebagai peminat keretapi yg teruja nak naik SK2 kami telah mebuat bayaran dan persediaan untuk perjalanan. I mean we came from all walks of life and most of us are working. Thus we need to apply for our leaves and to make additional arrangement to travel to JB to board the SK2. Mind you one of us has to travel from Terrenganu. All these were done in excitement and anticipation of the ride. To railway fans like us, this is once in a lifetime opportunity. However, it was not meant to be, just because a certain senior management of KTMB who is clueless about his role and responsibility. I say clueless because he did not even know the service exist and the price for the service. Just imagine you as a worker trying to create a business for your business unit and your boss did not event give a damn. We were made known that he does not even go to meetings. What kind of management style is this?

In fact, he got to know about us renting the SK2 by accident. It happened that the SK2 was wanted by KTMB’s management on the same day of our proposed travel date. To cut the story short he did all things possible to deny us the service at the same time saving his skin. Among others, he asked for us to list down our occupation. What!!!????. the first time in history I was asked for my occupation when I want to use a transportation service to travel. I have boarded train services overseas and not to mention the flights that I have taken and not even once they ask my occupation. 

Well, personally I am no stranger to this misadventure with KTMB services and management style. If you use google to search the Net to find all the complaints about KTMB and its services you can do your PhD. Worse on FB and other social media. I am not surprised if some of their staff are also fed-up with the incoherent management direction. From the many postings and based on my own experience using the service I deduce the followings;

1. No proper strategy. If any there are flip flop and poorly communicated to their staff and incoherent
2. No or lack of proper communication strategy especially in managing crisis
3. No coordination in business almost all silo. Clearly indicated by their tagline On Time Every Time
4. Silo loyalty programme if any
5. Clueless top management for Intercity Business

Last but not least for the sake of train service in Malaysia and KTMB I’d love to be proven wrong

On The Train Around Indonesia, Feb 4-11, 2018

The train trip around Indonesia was not in my calendar this year. Well, at least not early in the year. The opportunity came when I joined the NGO I am active with for a benchmarking visit to both Jakarta and Bandung. Not that I did not have anything to do within the weeks but since I would be already in Indonesia I decided to do ‘Around Indonesia By Train’. I chose major cities Bandung, Yogjakarta, and Surabaya as my pit stops. The first thing I did was to suggest and persuade the team to take the train to Bandung from Jakarta. Knowing that I am a season train traveller the team agreed with me. I informed them that the new service is not what it used to be years ago. The clincher that the journey or route would be a scenic one. With that my train brain worked overtime planning the trip. Once I got the dates I had to decide how many days for the whole adventure. Bandung, Yogjakarta and Surabaya are renown cities with their own histories and culture. Since I have not been to Yogjakarta and Surabaya I decided to stay for 4 days each in both cities. Thus, cumulatively, making it eleven days of Indonesian adventure from Jan 31 to Feb 11. 

I started with the flight tickets first. With the fare for the Red Bird already at the high end and wanting a better luggage capacity, I opted for my current favourite airline, Malindo Air, to fly in and out of Jakarta. Once done I did research on how to book Indonesian train tickets online. My first stop was, of course, the Kereta Api Indonesia official site https://kai.id/  where I can get to search all the train fares and their schedules. However, when I tried to purchase using my plastics, credit card, their payment gateway refused me. I tried several times to no avail. Another search and I found tiket.com and I flew with it buying our tickets as shared below. The one mistake I made was booking in haste the Argo Bromo Anggerek night express instead of day. I wanted to do a day trip around Indonesia to see the country. Well, Allah prevails as always as it was a blessing for us. Always look on the bright side Ghaz he he he. I also helped to purchase the train tickets for the rest of the team members.

With the tickets in the bag, I started to research and book our accommodations in Yogjakarta and Surabaya. The accommodations in Jakarta and Bandung were done and handled by my NGO. My criteria for accommodation were firstly those near the train station, conducive for tourists with the intention to walk the cities, and the centre of the town. 

Busy with other things that I needed to get done before the trip I asked Mar to plan for our excursion in Yogjakarta and Surabaya.

Date Travel	From	Destination	Train/Class	Seat
TRAIN
Feb 2, 2018	Jakarta Gambir (1030)	Bandung (1339)	Argo Parahyangan (24)/Ex	EKS-1 / 7A 7B 7C
Feb 4, 2018	Bandung (0830)	Yogyakarta Tugu (1552)	Argo Wilis/Ex	EKS-1 / 6C 6D 7A
Feb 7, 2018	Yogyakarta Tugu (0645)	Surabaya Gubeng (1137)	Sancaka/Ex	EKS-1 / 2C 2D 3A
Feb 10, 2018	Surabaya Pasar Turi (2000)	Jakarta Gambir (11/2 0500)	Argo Bromo Anggrek/Ex	EKS-1 / 5A 5B 6A

Since this is about my experience on Indonesian train and not our benchmarking visits I will start on the first train ride from Jakarta Gambir to Bandung.

Feb 2, 2018, Jakarta Gambir (1030) - Bandung (1339), Agro Parahyangan,  EKS-1 / 7A 7B 7C

Quite frankly this route had been very much anticipated as so many people told me it is going to be one of the best route going through high terrain passing gorges with bridges with no siding. Scary and beautiful at the same time. 

We arrived at Jakarta Gambir station with ample time for us to have breakfast before the scheduled departure at 10.30 am. Before that, we printed our tickets first. When you buy and book your tickets through whatever channels available you will be given a ticket voucher with the barcode and number. The first thing you need to do once you arrive at the station is to go to one of the kiosks available to scan your barcode and print your tickets. 

We chose Dunkin Donuts as the place to lepak as it was the one that familiar to us as well as there is a wifi connection for us social media animals. I could not remember how many thousands rupiah I had to pay for coffees and doughnuts but enough to root us there for hours. Dishing out thousands of rupiah became a norm for me then, We decide to stay there a bit longer and to check in at around 9.45am. 

The platform was on level 2 where we waiting for our train. A few minutes later our train came in from Bandung and knowing the drill I quickly moved towards the locomotive to take a few pictures. Before I had taken a few of the station. Being a commuter train station as well there were a few morning activities at the station. The train duly shunted and the locomotive was reconnected at the other end to pull us out towards Bandung. So we were ready to board and started the confusion for me. We were to be in Executive 1 coach and logic and normal convention says we should be at the front so I walked to the front and indeed the cleaner told me it should be Executive 1. Mar and I were already inside with our luggage stowed when we were informed that the coach was not Executive 1 as they have rearranged it. Now since I was taking pictures before Sam boarded separately and join the rest of the team thinking she was inside the right coach. After moving to the right coach which was in the middle next to the buffet car, a blessing actually, I walked to the front looking for Sam. 

After I made certain everyone was at the right place I being my train lover self again. I walked the platform taking photos. While doing so I notice the attendant and station supervisor standing nearby and I started a conversation about the train and being train traveller in general. They were glad to learn what I was about to do in the next ten days. When I was capturing the locomotive before there I noticed a premier, like our SK coach in Malaysia, the coach was attached as well. I enquired form the supervisor about it. Later I found out it was carrying CIMB Niaga executives. For a few million rupiah everyone can rent the coach. Well, not like KTMB. JNK can make plans to rent one in the future ha ha ha. 

Inside the Executive coach was nice, complete with a set of power socket for each seating pair. If you had boarded the old Inka coach of Express Rakyat you will feel the same and better. In this case, the view from where you are seating will be 360 degrees view. As a recommendation, the best seats to book are rows 5,6,7 and 8. As for the coach, it would be the one in the middle or further far back. The reason being you can capture the locomotive and most part of the train at corners or bends. Since our Executive 1 that supposed to be just behind the loco that was rearranged to be in the middle was a blessing from Allah.

The train, Argo Parahyangan to Bandung departed the station on schedule. After a preliminary video shot, I walked towards my team two coaches in front of me. We were separated because I bought my tickets earlier and I did for the team a week later. They were excited and I anticipated an enjoyable journey experience for them. 

The first station the train stopped was Bekasi (1055), one of the other major train commuter stations. As usual, I jumped out to take photos. Dr Edzan and Has joined me and we had a photo shoot with Bekasi as the background. When the train blew it horns we jumped back on the train. 

Finding that there were doing fine I walked back towards the buffet car and as my practice, I stayed there for a while taking photos of the outside. The cafe was small with part of it an engine room or sometimes that has the ticket conductors (TC’s) room. The counter was in the middle and two cubicles for customers to sit and it. One of them was occupied by my team already. I did not join them as I would not want to miss a good scenery. 

After a while, my team left the cafe and I followed suit a few minuted later. Back at my seat, I felt tired and very sleepy. I woke up for suboh at 4.30 am, took my bath and stayed awake in my room. So I decided to doze off for a while and reminded Mar who sat next to me to wake me up when the journey got interesting. She knew what I meant. I could not remember how long was I asleep but as soon as Mar woke me up I was in action and the train just starting to manoeuvre through the high plain. It was around noon, began one of the most beautiful train journeys for me. Glued to the window my camera clicking away at will and at times I captured videos using my iPhone. I was as excited as I was when I was four years old taking my first train ride from Kuala Lipis to Palekbang. The train snaked through the mountain where at times up and down the valley. Both sides of the track were beautiful and if I wanted to choose which one is better it is on the right of the train moving towards Bandung. I had the good fortune of having a wide clean glass window and it was a wide-angle view for me. Unfortunately, Sam got the worse of the glass similar to the like we had on Malaysian trains. The journey lasted for a few hours where you will be looking down a valley with green paddy field across the plain with high mountains as the background. A river valley with terracing paddy fields on each side creating a green and beautiful feeling. Like you walking up natural green steps. As the train turned you will be expecting an even better view than before and you will not be disappointed. Especially when you have a view of a beautiful kampung down the valley that would want to make you break your journey to spend a day or two among the kampung folks. Worse still when you are feeling envious of the folks to have a place like that for a home.

The paddy fields were other things to admire and be amazed about. The terraces were beautifully crafted as art on earth with the ingenuity of their water systems going down the fields. Some could be seen close to the track. All these while I thought the terraced paddy fields were done like the paddy fields in Malaysia. On closer look, I discovered they were dug in making natural dividers (batas) for each terrace and fields. Not like in Malaysia where we create the batas by piling up mud or earth. Thus, the terraces were really beautifully crafted. Although the train just flew away passing small stations but these stations worth the attention as most of them high on the mountain, small and cute. 

At 6 minutes to 1 pm, the train entered the only tunnel along the route. Not a long one but enough to give you a sense of how high was the place. 

One of the longest open bridge appeared at around 1306. Another exhilarating view for you and to add to the excitement you will be looking directly down.

At 1319 we came down into Cimahi. We were informed later the reason the name of the places in Bandung or even Indonesia starts with Ci. Ci means water, not necessary river but any body of flowing water signifying the place is around or has water flowing into it. Cimahi was the last station before Bandung.

We arrived at Bandung on schedule something that I truly appreciate. Not like the train company that I know that always late making their slogan ON TIME EVERY TIME a big fat joke. To view, the rest of the photos click here if you are my FB friend.

Exploring the Luboks 2: The Train Journey, Bangi-KLS-Kluang-Ipoh-Pdg Besar-Arau-KLS-Bangi, Nov 7-9, 2015

Nov 8, 2015, Kluang (0044) - Ipoh (1052) - Padang Besar (1510)

Once boarded we went straight to bed. As usual, believe me or not, I was anticipating another good sleep. Which I did. My friends always look at me as if I am crazy when I share with them this.

Right after suboh we approached KL. Outside it was just like going to work for me albeit very much early. I was already standing by the door stretching my legs and looking outside. With the dawn breaking at Salak Selatan and Sg Besi emerged the familiar KL skyline and I captured some

Approximately at 7.00am, we rolled into KL Sentral. What I do not like with underground stations like KL Sentral is we do not see much activities. Unlike the old KL Station, Hua Lamphong, and other old stations. Quite a number of passengers ended their journey at KL Sentral and only a few boarded to start theirs going north to Ipoh. I guess most rather take the faster ETS to Ipoh.

No buffet car on Express Sutera only a chap two coaches away occupying two seats near the door selling packed food and simple drinks. We walked to him anyway for our breakfast. Just enough to last us until Ipoh which was about 4 hours away. Since there were a lot of empty seats there we sat close-by eating our breakfast. We chatted with guys selling the food and according to him the reason there was no ABC (Aircon Buffet Car) because there was none available. None that was in a good working condition that is. After a while, we started to get bored and walked back to our coach. Sam decided to go ahead to our sleepers and I decided to lepak at the first class cabin to charge my handphone. Apart from charging my handphone, I was busy looking life speeding away outside. The train moved at a constant speed and only stooped at major stations

One of the stations was Sungkai. It just stopped for a while and departed again. While moving out I saw a lady cleaner engrossed with her handphone while taking a rest after making sure the platform was clean. I was not sure what other tasks she had for the day but I thought at least she got to see trains every day.

For the rest of the journey, I just stayed in the first-class cabin. No one was bothering as there was no need to do so either ha ha ha. Just before we approached Batu Gajah I saw a group of cyclist on the road outside. Straight away I was jealous of them as I had not been cycling for a while. I could guess they were cycling all the way to Ipoh. Mind you there were not roadies but foldies. Oh, that’s cyclist speak to mean they were not on road bikes but folding bikes. 

Shortly after 11am we approached Ipoh station. Slowly inching into Ipoh station as if to say to us passengers, ‘Hei this is my last stop so I am going to take it easy.’ I for once very eager to disembark immediately as I had another train to catch.

We stopped and disembarked at Ipoh at 11.15 am. 

Photos that I captured 

The ETS that we would be boarding was to arrive at Ipoh at 11.45 am thus we did not have to wait that long. At that point, we already decided that we were going to have our lunch at the ETS cafe. 

Indeed the ETS arrived on time. We boarded immediately and the train departed Ipoh without much issue. When we were seated as usual the train stewardess will come to confirm our tickets and when I saw her coming into the coach I was glad to know that it was the same dedicated stewardess that had taken care of us in our last three ETS trips. From afar, I smiled at her and she recognised us. We chatted a bit and mentioned to her it was nice to meet her again. I actually later took several shots of her at work.

Just before Taiping I chose the clearest glass to capture the scenery outside. It was the door next to the cafe. I just stood there shooting. The funny thing was I had been doing the same every time I was on board of the train going north. Never seems to bore me taking photos of the area. In fact, I was eagerly waiting to capture Bukit Merah Lake under the blue sky. True as they say, you can never capture the same moment twice. No matter how many times already it was never the same images. Everything is different from the previous one. Allah is great.

Bukit Merah was under a blue beautiful sky. Clouds formations created by Allah presented me with another perspective that brought joy to my travelling soul. I was excited I captured the sky over the Bukit Merah Lake almost forgetting about it altogether. After Bukit Merah Lake I went back to my seat to enjoy the rest of our journey. 

We arrived at Butterworth Station at 1.32 pm and we pulled out to continue our journey north after about 20 minutes waiting. 

After Gurun I positioned myself at the same glass window where I was before. The sawah padi scene between Gurun and Alor Setar never seem to bore me. And it was paddy replanting season where the fields were either filled with water or paddy seedling just being planted. 

Photos captured along the tracks from the train. Scene 1, Scene 2 and Scene 3.

It was the same after Alor Setar and knowing we would be arriving in half an hour or so I went back to my seat to relax.

At 3.10 pm we were disembarking at Padang Besar. Our plan was to walked to the bazaar complex for our TomYam late lunch, grab few packets of cashew nuts and almond as stocks for chewing at home and walk to the taxi stand to take a taxi to Kangar to check in. Ha ha ha as always a straight forward plan became an adventure of sort.

As we walked across the station on the overhead walking bridge the sky started to show it was going to explode. Much as I wish we could not quicken our pace than it already was. Patiently we walked and came down at the other side of the station to cross the roundabout to the Padang Besar Bazaar Shopping Complex. It started to rain thus we skirted the building to avoid the rain. Once we were at the bazaar complex we went straight away towards the food stall at the end of the old complex as we had eaten there a few times and find the food meet our taste buds standards and specification. We ordered siakap steamed limau and kailan ikan masin. To save time and while waiting for our food I walked into the old bazaar to buy cashew and almond nuts. As usual 2 kilograms each. I also bought few bottles of Tom Yam paste for my family. 

When I got back to the stall the food was already served and I started to eat.

Satisfied and full we left the warung to walk towards the new bazaar complex in search for nothing ha ha ha. Well in the end from my favourite outlet I bought triple A imitation All Blacks jersey. 

It was still drizzling as we walked towards the taxi stand. While walking we were already on a lookout for any taxi passing or parked nearby. Because of the rain, the atmosphere was a bit dark like the night was setting in. As we approached the taxi stand there was only one taxi and it was pulling out. The driver upon seeing us approaching asked us where we were heading. I told him Kangar and he told us to wait there as he was sending another passenger nearby. He said he would come back and if another taxi arrives just go ahead. He also informed us he will let his colleagues know that we were there waiting. 

We waited anxiously for a few minutes as the day was getting darker. A taxi did come and to our relief, the taxi would take us to Kangar. As usual, we chatted the driver and he told us he was going to take us through an alternative route as the main route was flooded in some parts. According to him, it was beginning of the rainy season in Perlis already and the usual places would get flooded soon. We told him we came from down south by train just neglecting to mention we were train nuts ha ha ha. I lamented the fact that there was no hotel in Padang Besar that we could stay. He told us there used to be one and there are two homestays near town. But I told him they were too big for just the two of us. Thus the reason I booked a room in Kangar. We told also we were going home the next day by train from Arau. He confessed that he actually works for KTMB and driving a taxi in his spare time. Luckily I did not go on KTMB bashing too much ha ha ha. Nevertheless, he actually agreed with me with what I had said about KTMB and its services. We agreed firstly that the Padang Besar Station was not built customer friendly. Facilities were dire and, knowing that the ETS service would even make Padang Besar as local tourists shopping heaven, did not work out something with the local authority to make visiting Padang Besar more enjoyable with budget hotels and chalets. It is a fact that now commuters are travelling all the way from KL to shop in Padang Besar and some of the wish to stay overnight rather than just returning home the same day. I am not a businessman but I do not think the fare is where the money is for KTMB. It is the means or vehicle to where the real money is.

We arrived at the Hotel Sri Garden, Kangar at almost maghrib prayer time and paid the fare of RM25 to the driver. As the hotel staff knew I would be checking in the process was quick and easy for us. Once in our room, I sent a message to Slair informing him that we were in Kangar. A few minutes later he replied to say that he will come over to pick us up and take us out for dinner.

Photos at the eating place 

Slair took us to his wife’s x-students eating place BBQ Kangar style. I do not remember where it is now but the BBQ style was different from what we used to. It was charcoal-based and we BBQ the meat and fish by sticking it on the side of a dome-like plate. We had a good dinner and enjoyed each other company’s. We were actually full from our late lunch still we could not stop eating. 

It was late when we were back at the hotel and we straight went to bed.

Exploring the Luboks 2: The Train Journey, Bangi-KLS-Kluang-Ipoh-Pdg Besar-Arau-KLS-Bangi, Nov 7-9, 2015

Nov 7, 2015, Saturday, Kluang

We were ready to go out for our breakfast and explore Kluang on foot early. At 7.55am we started walking the town and the first thing on the agenda was to search for chapati. The chapati that is famous in Kluang. We took Jalan Sultanah to the right and as pointed by the map in my mind we crossed the road to Jalan Captain Ahmad and strolled until we had to cross Jalan Mersing. About 10 minutes after we left the hotel we found the place but unfortunately for us, the place was closed. My thought was how come it is closed because it was Saturday. But later I was told it will open in the evening from 4.30pm to midnight. 

Not to despair with that we backtracked and crossed Jalan Mersing again and this time we took Jalan Station with the intention of going to Kluang Rail Coffee Cafe at the Station for breakfast.

Jalan Station is partly little India in Kluang where most of the businesses there being run by Kluang Indian community. Passing the street I saw an overhead bridge across the railway tracks. Without even thinking I walked straight to climb the bridge and I took more or less around 15 minutes up there taking photos of the station and the tracks. It was a wonderful morning for nice photography.

We arrived at Kluang Rail Coffee at 8.24am and as usual, the place was full of people. Is it because of the coffee or maybe the place is so nostalgic and welcoming to our yearning for old time sake souls? We have no choice but to join a friendly gentleman at a table. Knowing we were tourist of sort he asked about ourselves and we told him. I am not sure what he thought of us doing this crazy thing taking the trains endlessly ha ha ha. He himself originally from a Felda somewhere in Johor, he mentioned the name but old me forgot the name,  He owns and eatery business and having his own breakfast there. He also shared with us interesting places to visit. Nice of him but our movement was limited because we came by train and we were taking another train in the first very early morning to go north the next day. 

While having breakfast I knew Express Timuran from Gua Musang would be arriving so I excused my self and walked to the platform to spot it. The train came from Gua Musang as at that time the east coast jungle line was not yet ready after the devastating flood. The Express Timuran arrived at around 8.45am at the station. After the Timuran departed the station I went back for my breakfast.

The gentleman having breakfast with paid for our breakfast. We thanked him and he left.  At 9.07am I paid the extra that we ordered later. Went to the platform to shoot the station as well as the fortunate arrival of Shuttle from JB and Express Peninsular from the north. I was on the bridge shooting the station when an announcement came to say that the JB Gemas shuttle was arriving at Platform 1. The shuttle came in at platform 1 to drop the passengers off and I thought it would set off soon after but the shuttle pushed backed out of the station and returned to Platform 2. With that I knew straight away there would be a crossing. True enough soon an announcement come on air to say the arrival of Express Peninsular. I am one who is not so particular about train schedule so I considered myself very lucky. Actually, that was the first time I was that close spotting the JB Gemas Shuttle. I went down to Platform 2 to check the train and there I found out that it was the Malayan Tiger coaches that were donated by the Japanese government. The one that was used for JB Sentral to Tumpat route. But it was short-lived and I missed boarding it by few months when KTMB decided the coaches were not good enough for that route. At that point in time, my thought was not because they were not good enough because they failed because of improper maintenance. How right I was then.

I took my time capturing both the station and the trains as both will be history soon. Once both trains departed for their next station I came down and to meet my ever-patient wife waiting on the platform reading.

At 10.12am we left the station to walk back to the hotel to relax and checked out. Early on when we walked out of our hotel we saw a budget Hotel Ra across the road on Jalan Sultanah and my thought straight away deciding maybe a good cheap place to wait for our midnight train or rather a very early morning train to Ipoh. So, on the way back to our hotel we passed the budget hotel and went in to inquire about their room. There were rooms available at RM50 per room. I gladly paid for one room and told the guy we will check-in as soon as we check out of Hotel Imperial which was just across the road. So we have a decent place for our luggage and a place to wait.

At 12.08pm we checked in at Hotel Ria, Kluang. The room was pretty basic but perfect for our objectives. We had a lot of daylight hours to kill and made a plan to explore Kluang town a bit more. After we said our prayers we went out to walk the town again. As a start, we strolled along the five-foot way of the hotel block. As we walked this morning we saw Cendol Kader that was closed and by then should be opened. It became our first target. We got there ordered cendol one each and apam bailk and sat at the table to take in Kluang a bot more. On a scale from 1 to 10, I rated the cendol to be 7 still far away from our number one Cendol Bismillah of Taiping.

Enough sitting down we got up and walked across Jalan Kaptain Ahmad to Jalan Yayasan ad from there we turned left at the KFC and started to walk up the two blocks on Jalan Dato Haji Hassan. Nothing particularly interesting along the blocks except a Restoran Nasib reminded me of my Aki. When we reached the corner of Jalan Dato Rauf we turned right and walked towards the river. 

It was quite a bit of walk and I constantly checking on Sam and she seemed to be ok we pushed on until we reached as we turned the right corner at Jalan Sultanah, an old-style mamak shops that sell religious books and other Islamic cloth just like Kedai Ali in Kajang. That intrigued Sam and we walked in to explore. Sam was looking for something and the shopkeeper helped her. I did not have anything, in particular, to look for os I lingered in the shop.  In front of the shop is Restoran Jamilah Tepi Sungai Besar. A mamak restaurant I remember pretty well that we stopped for lunch during our many family travels south many years ago. I told Sam about it as she could not remember anything.

We continued our walk along Jalan Sultanah and instead of going straight to a familiar area that we had explored, we turned to Persiaran Dato Haji Ismail Hassan as we saw on our right a bit of clearing with a walking path and relatively new buildings on our left. As we walked on the path we came to a girl selling kueh and one of the offerings was cekodok. Am always a sucker for cekodok I bought RM5 of them ha ha ha ha and started munching away as I please.

We saw a promising sports shop across the road and we crossed to check. One of the first things I saw as I walked in was Liverpool jersey. Ahhaaa my kind of store. I made a beeline straight to where they were hanged. Unfortunately for the shop, I had already what they had. But Sam was interested in the sports shoe they had. After testing and small talk, I bought a pair for Sam. The name of the shop was Rebel Sports.

Across the road, we saw Restoran Nasi Padang Istimewa so we decided to have our late lunch there. Nasi Padang Restoran was run by a Pak Cik who took care of his customer properly. The food not bad and you include the customer experience the Pak Cik gave us it was worth paying more than the price of the food itself. KTMB could learn something from this old Pak Cik ha ha ha. Being not normally a rice eater I broke all the rules with rendang, gulai and all the sambals.

After we have finished eating we decided the only next logical thing to do is go round the block and go window shopping at Kluang Parade. We walked every inch of the place ha ha ha and limited damage to my wallet. I bought a sunglasses there ha ha ha. From the mall, we walked towards our hotel only to stop at McD to have coffee. 

Once at the hotel, we rested and after prayers, I took a nap. Was not sure how long I have been sleeping but I was awakened by a sound of the heavy downpour outside. It was so unexpected cats and dogs downpour. I thought it was going to flood Kluang. However, just before maghrib it stopped altogether.

After maghrib we walked in a cold windy Kluang night to the station to have simple dinner at a warong in front of the station. It was around 8pm and I knew Express Timuran would arrive soon. While waiting for our orders I walked to the station to capture the Express from JB en-route to Gua Musang. The train arrived at 8.05 pm.

I was snapping away when I saw a Pak Cik standing a fixed staring at the train, Initially, I thought he was one of the regulars at the station until I moved closer to realise that he was actually sending off his family. His eyes followed the train until it was gone into Kluang night. Somehow I could feel him. It was not sadness but rather a pity that his family was going leaving him behind. Later I saw him walking quietly away from the station.

Dinner was not great but enough to last us until tomorrow morning. We walk back to the hotel and at 11.05pm we checked out of Hotel Ria and walked to the station. We arrived at a dark empty station at around 11.14pm. Eventually, we were not alone as two families came to join us to wait. It was our turn waiting in the cold breezy Kluang early morning for Express Sutera to Ipoh. Enough time for me to capture the station in that serene early morning. Serene and so quiet that somewhat touched my soul. Imagine standing on the bridge looking through your viewfinder with early morning breeze blowing behind you. It brought a different meaning to the pictures I was creating and capturing. 

Our train arrived at 0044 hrs and we boarded our sleepers. Another restful night on a rock and roll hotel.