We were back in the hotel by 3 to change up and prepare for the trip down to Batu Ferringi for the wedding ceremony.
With the beach as a backdrop, it was a simple yet beautiful ceremony. As it was held in the garden are of the hotel, there were plenty of spectators with some even recording video of the wedding. After the ceremony, we adjourned to the ballroom for pre-dinner cocktails before the dinner proper.
I must say, this was one of the most unique chinese wedding dinners I've attended.
1. It started on time.
2. The couple sat down and actually ate (ask around, the bride and groom never get to eat)
3. The bride didn't change a billion costumes.
4. The food was actually quite good.
5. No baseball hats were in attendance.
Although, how Marvelous managed to get the Canadian equivalent of Coach to make the speech we do not know. The guy was talking hockey, and no one was paying any attention to him. He went on and on and on and on. We all had Guppy Wedding Flashbacks.
Breakfast. Bak Kut Teh. Not your average BKT. This one was cooked in a claypot, with mushrooms, tofu and many different cuts of pork. It was very good.
The xiao long bao here was pretty special. They topped it with some fishroe, steamed on a xiaobaicai leaf. The skin was perfect. Not so thin that you couldn't pick it up with chopsticks, yet thin enough to melt in your mouth.
We ordered it steamed with garlic and ginger. When cooked, the meat tastes much like lobster. Wonderfully sweet. They gave you a scissor to cut into the shell.
Batu Ferringhi beach. I thought it was quite a crap beach. They had horses running around shitting all over the place. Idiots on 4wheelers, and people swimming alongside the jetskis. Zero safety rating. The sand and water was crap too. Don't believe what you read online. There is no white sand and clear waters.
The hotel had a playroom for parents to dump their kids while they go off for some beach fun. The playroom actually has the entire collection of Enid Blyton books. I asked to be left in there, but the dinner was about to start.
Martin B and little Ethan. Strange thing. Ethan was bawling his eyes out and Marty had to take him outside. When I followed them to take a photo, Ethan immediately stopped crying and posed for the camera. Of course he started crying again the moment I took the lens off him. Serious camwhorage.
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