Langkawi Part 2: Car Rental

The most efficient mode of transport on Langkawi Island is by driving a car, especially if you're staying far away from Kuah Town. This was what I've been told anyway, and I couldn't have agreed more. This brings on to the issue of car renting.

During off-season, car renting is actually quite affordable in Langkawi. Car and scooter rentals are available in the Langkawi Airport itself, and from the hotels, and scattered all around the island. Yours truly opted to rent a car from the airport itself. Bargain punya bargain, I finally clinched the deal with one Mr. Kanna(sai) manning the car rental counters in the arrival hall. His counter is at the right corner, so guys beware of this Kanna(sai).

Mr. Kanna(sai): Aiya, banyak murah la. Since lu gua punya first customer of the day, gua kasi lu RM140. Wira tau! Kaunter lain kasi Kancil je...

KK: Tak jadik la, skang off season. Kasi potong lagi itu harga...

Mr. Kanna(sai): *Turns to his accomplice* Beb, RM140 untuk Wira, tiga hari, lu kasi bilang mana mau carik...

Mr. Accomplice: Heh heh heh... *shake shake head* Dahla ada RM10 petrol dalam tank...

KK: RM130. Tekkid or leavid...

Mr. Kanna(sai): Okok, first customer punye pasai, 130 pon 130 la. Mai kasi sign sini... pastu lu gi pintu masuk utama amik kete. Wira PCQ 8683. Kawan gua antar sana. Gua nyer hp 019-5951280. Call gua anytime.

While waiting at the airport's main entrance, we were admiring the newish Toyota Corolla the other group had rented and regretted slightly for not renting a higher end car. "Wat the heck, we get the Wira at a bargain!", we thought. And we continued waiting, hoping for a brand new Wira Special Edition. When this Ah Beng-nified Wira zoomed past us and screeched to a halt a few metres away from us, our jaws dropped 30 cm simultaneously. The number plate read "PCQ 8683".

Silver 16" sports rims, modified grille, growling sports exhaust pipe, small-diameter-fake-sticky Momo steering wheel, stinko cushion seats. Mamamia, and faulty power windows. Tell me I tulan or not? Summore say got RM10 petrol, when we got in the empty tank light already lit. WTF?!

Pantai Kok

Feeling cheated, I drove the junk straight to the nearby Pantai Kok with the sole intention of drowning it. Who would have thought I would be so easily mesmerised by the modestly scenic Cock Bitch Kok Beach, and slowed down, and did something utterly unpredictable!

Din see dat coming dincha?!

Cam-whoring with the junk-metal! After clowning around with the junk, we'd decided its time has come, and it shall find eternity in the deep ocean for being so smelly and old. I then thrusted the gear stick into 1 position, floored the pedal, and steered the wheels towards the water. That piece of junk retaliated by rattling, grunting, moving sideways and finally spun itself 180 degree, looking for a way out of the beach!

That attracted the attention of two Life Guards (I later learnt they were actually locals passing by that area). They ran over and checked the junk-metal. I acted selamba (selamba = meaning as though nothing is happening in Malay).

Junk-metal had cleverly submerged its front wheels in the protective soft fine sand, rendering it immovable. Not only that, it transmitted S.O.S. signals to an Isuzu 4WD Squad requesting assistance from its impending death. Junk-metal had escaped from its death sentence!

Moral of the story is, never rent a car from Mr. Kanna(sai). If you're renting from other company, do rent a 4WD if you're planning to bring the car into the ocean.

P/s: While there are some fiction injected here and there in this post, do take note that doing business with Mr. Kanna is not advisable! More on this later (if I remember that is).

... to be continued in Langkawi Part 3.