Instead of driving back home after attending the wake on the same day, we (three of us - me and the 'rents) spent overnight at Resorts World Kijal (fka Awana Kijal; changed name awhile ago) because it's the only beach resort that's not almost RM1000 a night. (But you know which one is? Tanjong Jara Resort in Dungun. Google it). And my dad doesn't like to slum it while on holiday by sleeping in a homestay, which there are plenty of in these parts. Also, he used his Genting connections to get a better than rack rate price? (At RM258 per room per night, it was only a little more expensive than on say, Agoda. Rack rate is like RM400, 500).
Walking around this place, it was like a flashback to the 1990s and my childhood - everything seemed so dated now in 2019.
Room(s): While I saw this room online, I wasn't expecting to see it in person - the Deluxe room's in-room tub, which is great for couples, but awkward otherwise. The 'rents had this room (obviously). Rooms also very 90s, in that the features didn't really keep up with the 21st century.
I got the adjoining room (no tub), but this was there....?
The rooms we got were not the ocean view rooms (more like, first floor obstructed view of the tennis courts) by any means, but my mum's greatest find were the mango trees steps outside the room with fallen ripe mangoes on the ground. Grand theft mango, I call it. (I don't know why the staff haven't helped themselves to it other than maybe they're not allowed to..? They're the smaller, palm sized mango that I grew up with cos my grandma still has a mango tree like that here in PJ)
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| This is just one bag. There were more. |
The pool here is massive - there's different sections and depths for different swimmers (kids, lap swimmers, hippos...). I spent a couple of hours there before dinner, and it wasn't terribly crowded.
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