Batam
Batam is a very laid-back place. My friend calls it 'Lazytown'. There isn't much happening around there, and we did not
see a lot of people around. The places there aren't very developed at all; apart from the hotels and the shopping malls,
the rest of the area are run-down buildings, shacks or the wilderness itself. Even the roads are not maintained; some
parts of the roads are filled with potholes, others not even normals roads at all. There are no traffic rules over at Batam;
traffic lights are just decorations to the locals. On many occasions, I can see families of 4 cramming onto a small
motorcycle and travelling on the roads, even infants.
Due to the lack of facilities there, we didn't really do much in the time we were there, apart from eating and some
shopping. If anything, the cost of living is really low there; you can buy a section of the supermarket there with S$100.
One wall's magmum classic ice-cream costs just S$0.50; I couldn't remember the last time I had ice-cream for less
than a dollar. Most of the items that we took a look at barely cost above S$1.00; and so we bought a load of tidbits,
as well as other items. I learnt from my Indonesian friend that the working pay there is really low; the minimum wage
there is S$160. However, there are children working and getting paid less than half of that, if at all. That probably
explains the low prices, and also explains why the locals are so excited to be around foreigners; it means quick (and
good) money for them. A 30-minute taxi ride to the city costs us around S$13.50, which to us may not be much, but
to them it is a lot of money.
The Trip
I reached Harbour Front at 8.00am, and was supposed to meet my friends for breakfast before the ferry trip. It was
one of my rare trips there (I don't even go to Sentosa!) so I didn't know where to go. My friends weren't helpful either;
all they said was "I am at departure, meet at 3rd level unit 50". I was thinking: there's a building called departure?
Nope was the answer, after checking the local map. After a few more calls, I found the location (no one could
remember the name of the place at all geez). My friend Wenrong was collecting the tickets, and she was not really
pleased that all of us were late (in my defense, I was lost, not late). Her boyfriend was worse: "Your friends think we
are what, their travel agents ar?" Haha, he is not that bad lar, just upset that we couldn't keep the time. We met up
and had McDonald's for breakfast, after which we went to the departure gates. Somehow, the agency messed up
my IC number and my passport number, so I had to go back to the agency, reprint another ticket, and then queue again
for the check-in. The ferry ride reminded me a bit of the time when I was in the army boarding the ferry ride to
Pulau Tekong :p.
The ferry ride was about an hour long, and Batam was 1 hour in time behind Singapore, meaning we reached Batam
at about 10am local time. The bus trip from the ferry terminal to Holiday Inn took less than 5 minutes, and throughout
the journey we barely saw a building; most of it were unused land or fields that were not maintained. We were ready to
check in at the hotel, to receive the first of many screw-ups by the hotel: due to an administration error, they only have
one room for us (we originally booked three 1-bedroom suites). After 45 minutes of delays and checks, they managed
to get us upgraded rooms. However, one of the rooms was on another block, meaning two of us will have to take the
lift down, walk to another block just to meet up. In the end, Litong and I shared a room, while the others
(Wenrong, her boyfriend T.C, Angela and Desmond) stayed in the 2-bedroom suite. We left the room that was on another
block vacant. After unloading our things, we tried to contact our friend, but none of the phones in the hotel can be
used for free; a call from our hotel will cost us S$4.50.
In the meantime, we went to Nagoya, the Batam City Centre, to eat on the recommendation of one of the concierge
people. Apparently, cheap and good food takes on a different meaning to the people there. Sure, the food was cheap, but
as for the 'good' part, it left a lot to be desired. We ordered curry fish head, fish soup, fried sotong, some vegetables
and fried chicken, and only the fried chicken can qualify as being 'good'. The others thought the vegetables was 'bitter'
though Litong and I thought it was okay, so we were the only ones eating that. The fish soup was very salty,
but the ingredients were loaded.
After the meal, we crossed the road to a shopping mall and took a walk there. I saw people selling pirated PS2
games (I thought I saw a set showing Final Fantasy VII), and according to my brother the demand is still there because
quite a number of people are reluctant to upgrade to PS3s as yet. The shopping mall is okay, but also because we
only had a little time we didn't really look around much. We did spend the longest time at the supermarket though, because
some of us were still hungry after the meal. The arcade there was bad; most of the games I saw were at least
5 years old. We all bought magmum ice-cream for S$0.50 to eat; I am pretty sure we would have brought a truckload
back home if it wouldn't melt.
On finishing the ice-cream, we crossed the road again to go to a massage parlour. Of all things, they decided to
choose a 1 1/2 hr package; I chose not to go for the massage, meaning I had to wait for them there >_>. I killed half the
time watching a Malay movie while trying not to fall asleep; I spent the other half playing games on my handphone.
That done, it was still only 4.30pm local time, so we decided to go back to the hotel. My Indonesian friend had an
emergency to tend to and so he couldn't meet up with us yet. We took a discounted trip back; the return trip cost $5,000
rupiah less. The trip back was a hair-raising experience. Our taxi driver drives like a kid; he didn't seem like he
knows the road at all (we were following our friends on another taxi) and there was this one time, he was travelling
fast and didn't see a pothole until the last minute, and in his panic he swerved hard. We almost went off the road,
but luckily he managed to regain control of the taxi before we did. Litong, Angela and I were silent for the remainder
of the journey, only conversing in Chinese (HAHA) to say how bad this driver was.
Upon reaching the hotel (after what seemed like an eternity), we dropped off the things, and decided to go for a
steam bath and sauna. It was my first time, and if there is actually a benefit to these things, I would like to know.
I was okay with the sauna, but the steam from the steam bath is quite choking, and though I got used to it in a while,
I wasn't inclined to talk because of it. After the session, we bathed and then met the girls for dinner at the hotel. It was
expensive and horrible. A lot of the things taste bad, even things that you can't go wrong with. The mint sauce tasted
funny, the roast chicken is cold and hard (probably on display for too long), and the goreng pisang was bad as well
(to top it off, T.C ordered 3 for himself). For almost S$50, it was money thrown down the drain. I ate a lot of beef though,
and fruits ^_^.
After the horrible meal, we were about to call it a day. It was then our Indonesian friend told us he will pick us up. We
wanted to tell him to come over instead, because we were unwilling to go to his pub already lol (most of us were
changed and ready to crawl into our beds). In the end, we relented because it was our main purpose in coming here in the
first place. It was good to see Setiawan, because it has been 6 years since I last saw him, after we graduated from
YJC. He hasn't changed much, though he picked up smoking (I guess it was inevitable considering the work he is in).
His pub was a 15-minute drive from our hotel, and it was, well, different from the pubs you will see in Singapore. It has
no air-con, only fans and people smoke freely there. The place is owned by him, his brother and his god-brother,
but he only oversees the operations occasionally; he mainly helps his father in his digital printing work. The music there
was deafening, and the singers there scream their throats out, not sing. However, the male singer there is apparently
one of the top 20 Indonesian Idols, and I can really hear that he is good, because he can go to the higher octaves with
ease. Setiawan mentions that to do business in Indonesia, you need a lot of connections, and it seems the case because
everyone was coming to us and shaking hands on seeing we're friends with Setiawan, although Wenrong calls
them 'freeloaders' because they are drinking the wine and not paying for it haha. I downed 7 glasses of Chivas and
1 glass of I-don't-know-what with lemon, and I still wasn't drunk, just light-headed.
At 1am local time, we finally left the place, and Setiawan came over to our rooms to chat a bit more. Litong fell
asleep at the bathtub while bathing haha, and Angela puked a little because she couldn't drink a lot. At 3am, I finally slept
after a long day. The next day, we had tidbits for breakfast (apart from Desmond who woke up super early to have
breakfast buffet provided for by the hotel). Then we checked out smoothly, and not long after at 2.30pm local time, we
were out of Batam.
Overall, it was a good trip, and I got to go overseas for the first time in more than a decade. Setiawan is coming
over to Singapore on Thursday, so we might meet up again =)