Mother Nature must be having a flu or something. Not a day goes by without some rain falling. It starts getting on your nerves when you can hardly do anything outside with the wet weather day in day out.

But on Monday noon, the sun shone brightly and everything seems to be swell. So Bukit Merah, here I come.

I spoke too soon.

By the time I got to Butterworth at around 2.15pm to pick up CL, dark clouds started gathering at the horizon. Fark. Hell no... I ain't gonna let no crappy weather ruin our day again. I decided to try and outrun the weather. So I sent my rustbucket of a car screaming down the highway while rain started to pelt down on it's metal skin like stones, creating a cacophony of sound in the cabin. At one point, the rain got so bad, we could hardly see the car in front of me if it wasn't for his rear brakelights.

But eventually, we could start seeing that the clouds were being left behind. WOOOHOOOO! By the time we got to Sungai Bakap, the weather was pretty much nice and dry. Anyways, another fifteen minutes later, we were there.

This was the first time I visited Bukit Merah, so I didn't know what to expect. The first thing we had a look at was the perkampungan air. It was basically a village built on top of stilts above the lake. Nice wooden architecture and pretty much well maintained.

Then we had a looksy at the area where the bird park and skycycle was housed. Nothing much, but I wandered around the area just to have an eyeball of everything.

One of life's toughest questions was found here...

Later on, we proceeded to the fishing area and also to a place where it looks like a jetty. 

Ibiza kot?

I realize one thing... why are there umbrellas half submerged in the lake? From afar, it looks like a dozen blur case tourists or so drowned in the lake. Hillarious scene.

Mak oi!!! Ade pelawat Jepon lemas masa tangkap gambor!!!

I wanted to visit the waterpark as well. But by now, the damn weather caught up with us. The farkin storm clouds followed us all the way here. Tiu.

So what could we do? Seek refuge under one of the shelters at the stalls before the weeping sky broke again. Darn. Kaboom. Oh hujan. So we sat there, watching duckies swimming around in the rain instead. Cute little buggers revel in the wet weather...

Muaaahahaa... water good...

We were trying to wait the rain out, but soon realized that was not going to happen. The rain just got heavier and heavier.

Rain... Bleh...

Eventually, it got so heavy we couldn't wait at the flimsy shelter anymore as the rain was blowing in and drenching everything in sight. So we made a mad dash for the restaurant at the opposite area. Which was fun... I actually used to love playing in the rain ^_^

It was here that we decided to have something warm to drink as it was rather chilly. The decor was pretty but a little outdated; Christmas was a week ago already.

Nothing feels better than a warm mug of coffee on a rainy day.

By the  time we took the last sip, it was starting to get dark already. So we decided to wander around the bazaar area. One particular stall caught my attention; the walkway artist.

**kowtow... kowtow...**

It's amazing how quickly he could whip up caricatures for paying customers. And boy, he did a really good job, capturing heaploads of details even though he did things fast. I wish I could draw as well as this talented Malay lad... sigh.

Anyways, eventually it was time to go home. The weather kinda threw a spanner into this outing, but it was also pretty fun in some ways. Overall, hahaha... made me feel like a kid again... ^_^