2.3: The Legend of Pushy Grandma & The Scary Uncle

Location: Chow Rasta.

After we were done reminiscing the dead, we decided that we had enough of that all. Now, it’s time for S.H.O.P.P.I.N.G!

Since yesterday we had mistakenly went to Komtar instead of Chow Rasta like we wished to, we agreed to redeem our frustrations by going there and catch a glimpse of that place for once. Rabab had this bizarre idea of what Chow Rasta really is. She said that she thought Chow Rasta is a place for Rastafarian people as the sound of that place reminds her about Bob Marley (we freaking don’t know how the hell she related it with Bob Marley)

(But then Rabab refuted, saying that. “It RASTA FOR GOD SAKE! RASTA IS RAGGAE! RAGGAE IS RASTA!”)

Kiko had her own idea. She said that Rasta reminded her of a place like Rasta TTDI with posh looking bistros and restaurants. (And Aina just rolled her eyes)

Hello everyone! This is how Chow Rasta looks like in real world.

So much for Bob Marley and posh looking bistro! This place looks almost the same as that in Petaling Street, Kuala Lumpur. Nevertheless, we still (as we always did and always will) had fun there.

Oh ya! Have we mentioned about the attitude of most hawkers there? They were terrifying! This had to be the worst bargaining experience ever! But then again we’re like the worst nightmare for all shopkeepers, we bargained like we only had a penny in our pockets. Well, typical Malaysian, aite? (And obviously we’re one of them)

1. The Pushy Grandma

It all started with a pair of uniquely beautiful skirt. It was love at a first sight!

Then, when the shopkeeper, The Pushy Grandma came and smiled innocently with her grandmotherly looks, our self resistance crumbles like the Berlin wall. It never come to our mind that it will turn out like this:

(Warning! This video is 18SG. Please make sure you are of appropriate age)

*HAHA. Kak Mei, you are trolled! (and everyone else too!)*

2. The Scary Uncle

So, as we walked around the Chow Rasta street, we encountered with this Scary Pakcik. He sells t-shirt with funny designs and we were hooked. While we were so excited looking what’s interesting. The Scary Pakcik started his negotiation:

Scary Pakcik : Dik. RM25 satu baju.

All of us : Mahal lah pakcik. Tak leh kurang ke?

Pakcik : Okay. RM20 lahh.

Dayang: Still mahal lah pakcik. Takpe lah pakcik. Terima kasih.

Pakcik : Pak cik kurang kan sampai RM15.

Aina : Takpe, Pakcik. Kami taknak. *we started to leave the stall*

Pakcik : Amek lah. RM7 ni pakcik bagi! *he shouted and chased us*

Pakcik: Hei amek lah! Hei rm7 je!

We were literally running towards the place where there were many people. We were sorry to say that we do not have any video on this since it was scary to even look at him.

Having said that, in Chow Rasta, there were a bunch of good people too.

*Dayang with her new marka (boyfriend in Penang)*

*This auntie hides her money in the tin bucket & pull it up to the ceiling! Creative, ain't she?

*Rabab is all excited with this jail-looking counter & the pakcik just chuckles quietly watching her behaviour*

*Sungai Wang! There's Sungai Wang in Penang too*

p/s : Chow Rasta is the right place for those who wish to bargain over souvenirs and some mouth-watering jeruk(s).