Hard Rock hotel is something completely different from the regular hotels in Penang. The Hard Rock cafe is just simply awesome just for  playing Malsteem and Black Sabbath and other Rock/Metal songs. Beers are overpriced though. RM 60 for a jug is way to ex for beer.

I can see somewhere down the line some family decides to check out Ah Lok Cafe one day and they say

“Why the music so noisy wan? U got Ason MaraZ ar?”

Screw you wanker. It’s hard rock cafe.

\m/

And the Hotel most probably wins the award for best hotel interior design for their Beatles Sgt Pepper’s Lonely collage (or whatever you call it) on their hotel wall….

This is like my version of a bimbotic post. More pictures than words. Short sentences. Very sucky word structure. Oh well….I’ve been bitten by the Hard Rock bug.

Two ravens in the old oak tree and
One for you and one for me and
Bluebells in the late December
I see signs now all the time

The last time we slept together
There was something that was not there
You never wanted to alarm me
But Im the one thats drowning now

I could sleep forever these days
Because in my dreams I see you again
But this time fleshed out fuller faced
In your confirmation dress

It was so like you to visit me
To let me know you were ok
It was so like you to visit me
You always worried about someone else

At your funeral I was so upset
So upset so upset
In your life you were larger than this
Statue-statuesque

I see signs now all the time
That youre not dead, you’re sleeping
I believe in anything
That brings you back home to me

I see signs now all the time
That youre not dead, you’re sleeping
I believe in anything
That brings you back home to me.

Exit life here —>

was written on the signboard dangling carelessly above him. Dressed in khaki shorts with a plain grey oversized baggy Tee, he stood underneath the sign and stared gazingly at the words written above.

He stood at 6 feet tall and had a well built frame which was hidden under the oversized shirt he was wearing. Unshaven, he reeked of one too many Tigers from the night before. His eyes were puffed from the lack of sleep and also probably from the daily morning joint he would smoke when he woke up in the morning. He was a breed of travellers which ventured the world to its darkess corners which held beauty that only a seasoned traveller like him could see.

Our traveler had been to many places before this. He had traveled through the Americas, living sporadically in small little villages in the many South American countries he had passed. He joined villagers on their fishing boats and helped them with their catch. He played with their children and helped the woman folk prepare meals whenever he could. After a year of venturing through the Americas his travels took him to South East Asia where he backpacked across IndoChina for a couple of months, entered Thailand, the paradise of the South East Asia, and then his journeys took him to a small little bustling island south of Thailand located in Malaysian waters, Penang. This is where he saw it.

The sign.

Exit life here –>

One could only guess what our traveler was going through his mind where he was staring at the sign above him. Had he not experienced the world by traveling to destinations all across the globe? He had gone against and rebelled against societies conforms which says that one should get a decent job, earn money, find a spouse to marry and settle down. Refusing what he had considered as utter bullshit he had left his hometown at the ripe age of 20 to become an adventurer of the oceans and continents. Hadn’t he “exited life” as the sign suggested?

Maybe he hadn’t.

Maybe one can only truly exit life on their impending death bed which lies ahead of all of us.

But whether or not our traveler had truly made his exit, it did not matter.

Inside, our traveler was at peace and content. Content that he is living the life the way he wants to and not what society deems is correct or perfect. Slowly, he backed away from the sign, lit a cigarette and smiled to himself. He had a journey to continue and nothing could stop him from it.

Not even a sign.

Exit life here —>