Yet another day in Genting Highlands Singapore as the haze moves into the unhealthy category. We hereby give thanks to the Indonesian government for the oxygen and giving us free wok hei flavour at the back of our throats. Prabowo anjing.
Back to our trip, we woke up to this amazing view of Mount Fuji, fully bare and naked for us to admire only to be cockblocked by a highway. However, i’m already used to this feeling because of all the pixelated squares in JAV.
I can almost hear Ivy shouting all the way from Treasure at this image of an egg mayo sandwich. “Jiesheng 做给我吃!!”
Without a cloud in sight, it was the perfect opportunity to stay indoors and watch anime the entire day. You may think that i am joking but 2 of our friends actually did just that..
Meanwhile, Sj Jl, Reagan and i chose to spend a thrilling day at Fuji-Q Highland while Jh and Th went on a date chasing autumn foliage as their excuse for being hum ji.
Took an 遗照 before we began, just in case some final destination shit happens today.
We headed straight for the intimidating Eejanaika, which we are all too familiar with having survived it back in 2015.
The tension in the queue is palpable with everyone second guessing their life decisions up till the moment the seatbelts are strapped in.
Nothing like loud alarm sounds blaring and theme park staff chanting gang poems at you to soothe your nerves right before sending you off to oblivion.
What a fucking exhilarating ride it still is. Spinning 360 degrees while flying through steep drops and inversions. By the end of the ride, it was a miracle that none of our pants had turned brown.
With adrenaline still flowing through our testicles, we hopped onto the next monster known as Fujiyama.
Once holding the world records for the tallest rollercoaster and steepest drop, this ride was guaranteed to make our heart rates spike like Sj when near his favourite married woman.
Hmm the safety measures appear to be a little lacking with only a simple bar preventing the passenger from certain death.
That observation made me genuinely fear for my life when subjected to the laws of gravity. Once both of my feet were lifting off the coaster, i was just praying that the bar doesn't give way, but still felt fan jian enough to raise both arms. Even FF can’t make my balls tremble like this ride can.
Before our brains could convince us to take a breather, we were already in line for the Takabisha.
The priority queue to skip most rides was only $10 each, which we willingly forked out and strolled past the poor cunts in line with a shit eating grin. Somebody get these BEGGARS out of here!
Reagan deeply analysing the physics of whatever we were about to go through when all i know is we gonna die.
Remember that world record of the steepest drop? Yeah that belongs to this monstrosity now. A rollercoaster with a B-cup side boob design is one i thought i would never see, but so fun to experience.
We started to feel a little peckish but who can resist a ride named tek tek?
Basically you are in full control of your own “plane” and can do however many rotations you want. It was the correct choice to do this before lunch or you would have seen us dropping vomit bombs onto other riders and people queuing below.
Managed a decent score of 24 loops only to find out that the monthly high score was some lunatic at 100. No wonder we lost to the Japanese during World War 2.
After that shameful display and disgracing our country, we stopped by the food stadium to grab some lunch.
Nowhere near Fuunji’s level but for a theme park it’s still pretty decent tsukemen.
Taking any ride with a full belly is extremely risky, so we decided to play it safe with the tamer rides in the afternoon.
But nothing is tame here in Fuji Q Highland. Even a ride resembling the meatspin video was more exciting than anything at USS.
Like wtf where got this kind of swing rides build until so tall one???
With our adrenaline wearing off, we decided to just stroll around the park and enjoy the tortured screams of others.
Rewarded ourselves with a well earned cremia ice cream cone for our bravery.
I’m hoping that the leaves are naturally red instead of being splattered by the blood of visitors.
Rare photo of Reagan outside his natural environment of doing OT in the office.
We walked past the infamous 50 mins long haunted house with live actors which we unanimously voted NOPE to.
Even from the outside, we had this uneasy feeling that we were constantly being watched..
Spent some time watching the sun set with Fuji san, finally getting some tranquility for our poor abused hearts.
Cheers to no heart attacks and gory deaths from machine malfunctions.
Japan’s fast food chains are on a different level and Mos Burger is no exception.
Idk what i ordered but the burger was massive compared to the tiny portions in Singapore.
Meanwhile, Jh and Th spent their day chasing Fuji, autumn leaves and all that boring stuff. The iconic Mount Fuji always pairs well with fall season, just like how the Dolomites must be associated with summer greenery. Ff and Th 你们不会的啦.
I definitely did not steal these screenshots from Jh’s instagram.
Amazing views and a well spent day for Team Hum Ji as well.
We reunited for dinner sans Ken and Shanelle because they had more episodes to catch up on.
Our appetisers were not for the faint hearted, with a daunting dish of simmered eel innards served first on the table.
Then came some grilled eel livers which i didn’t even know existed.
With such an eel-y theme, you probably guessed that we are at an unagi restaurant.
It turned out to be one of the best unagi dons i have ever tasted. The fish immaculately grilled to perfection. The tare so moreish. Even the rice was moist and fluffy.
So buttery and melty that my friends had to keep repeating 很 shag leh. Yes 很 shag because where else am i going to find this level of unagi?
Good food good company no smelly face hen kai xin.
While we were preparing to leave, i was enraptured by this handsome devil who unfortunately only had eyes for another woman.
Every time see nice longkang cover must take photo with our smelly shoes. Foot fetish lovers this one is for you.
We returned to the airbnb where Kenneth took a particular interest in the fruit cutting.
We may not have tattooed Vietnamese ladies to entertain us but at least we have sweet and juicy honeydew for dessert.
Our blood sugar level was off the charts that night from all the fruits we ate.
Of course, there are always konbini snacks and supper to round off the day.
Knn 7th month over still kua tio gui. With this horror image of us doing our "beauty" routine, i bid you goodbye until the next post where we will be exercising some of these calories off. Oh, and a happy 35th birthday to myself!
- End of Day 8 -
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