Kuala Kubu Baru, a small town one passes by on the way to Fraser's Hill. As the name implies, the town was "newly" built after the old Kuala Kubu was destroyed by flood in 1883. For it was built during the British era, the town has a strong colonial imprint which lasted till today. And fortunately, the lack of developments has help to keep its origin charm.
On a early Saturday morning when the smell of alcohol still pungent and the eyes still gorgy, we loaded our bikes and headed to KKB.
Our first pit-stop was Sun Nam Cheong, THE place to have authentic hailam food in a traditional shop house setting. Its the most crucial stop for we need to freshen up and store up sufficient calories for burning later. The shop owner was very friendly (she thought we are reporters) and kept offering us her assorted plants on the five-foot way. She also offer us tips to make some shots...
I like the way she splashes vivid colours to decor the shop which gives a Caribbean feel to the place.
The commercial quarter of the town is relatively small with a couple rows of pre-war shop houses in a grid setting. The quarter is within walking distance and has all that one needs to live a life. Thats the charm of small town, simple and essential!
We all like ruins, and we wonder if we are scanvenger deep down.
The commercial quarter is flanked by the institutional quarter up on a hill and the residential quarter down the valley. The undulating valley is dotted with beautiful colonial government bungalows, fenceless and landscaped with matured Angsana trees. The colonial government quarters are the best model for the current 'hip' gated development blooming everywhere in the Klang Valley, but no one seems to learn from history!
As usual, most goverment quarters are badly maintained and vacanted. And the most of the beautiful colonial gems in the area are left rotting!!
Often times, when i stepped into a vacant house, my electronic gadget will get cranky. And it happened again this round, but the result turn out surprisely alright! This Bunga Melur shot won't be possible without the hand of the invisible...
As the sun set, with the weary body, we stopped by the famous Rapid KL grave yard for our last shots for the day!
Kuala Kubu Baru, a small town one passes by on the way to Fraser's Hill. As the name implies, the town was "newly" built after the old Kuala Kubu was destroyed by flood in 1883. For it was built during the British era, the town has a strong colonial imprint which lasted till today. And fortunately, the lack of developments has help to keep its origin charm.
On a early Saturday morning when the smell of alcohol still pungent and the eyes still gorgy, we loaded our bikes and headed to KKB.
Our first pit-stop was Sun Nam Cheong, THE place to have authentic hailam food in a traditional shop house setting. Its the most crucial stop for we need to freshen up and store up sufficient calories for burning later. The shop owner was very friendly (she thought we are reporters) and kept offering us her assorted plants on the five-foot way. She also offer us tips to make some shots...
I like the way she splashes vivid colours to decor the shop which gives a Caribbean feel to the place.
The commercial quarter of the town is relatively small with a couple rows of pre-war shop houses in a grid setting. The quarter is within walking distance and has all that one needs to live a life. Thats the charm of small town, simple and essential!
We all like ruins, and we wonder if we are scanvenger deep down.
The commercial quarter is flanked by the institutional quarter up on a hill and the residential quarter down the valley. The undulating valley is dotted with beautiful colonial government bungalows, fenceless and landscaped with matured Angsana trees. The colonial government quarters are the best model for the current 'hip' gated development blooming everywhere in the Klang Valley, but no one seems to learn from history!
As usual, most goverment quarters are badly maintained and vacanted. And the most of the beautiful colonial gems in the area are left rotting!!
Often times, when i stepped into a vacant house, my electronic gadget will get cranky. And it happened again this round, but the result turn out surprisely alright! This Bunga Melur shot won't be possible without the hand of the invisible...
As the sun set, with the weary body, we stopped by the famous Rapid KL grave yard for our last shots for the day!
