Yesterday, my spouse and I together with our 5 year old daughter went to The Pavillion, KL just to have our dinner at Tony Roma's. Of course we had some other business as well but since we've been hearing some of our colleagues talking about the taste of the steaks and lamb ribs over there, we decided to try it before travelling back to Melaka.
Everything went smooth and yes, we had a splendid dinner! Buurrrpppp...
Anyway, that's not the point here. The point is, right after we had our dinner, it was 9.30pm already and we decided to head back to our car. I paid the parking ticket after 5 minutes que, and later went out at B1 level where we thought we parked our car was.
To our surprise, we couldn't find it. We thought we remember the concrete pole's marking, if not mistaken it was E55. My wife did take the photo when we arrived but her hp battery was totally kaput so we can't really be sure with ourselves.
We spent almost 45 minutes looking around, went down to B2 and B3 level as well with my thumb pressing the alarm button continuously, just to alert us in case the car is within our vicinity.
Coming back to B1 level, still to no avail. I put up my white flag and start looking for security personnel to help us. We were lucky though as the moment we thought to look for help, a guard riding a golf buggy with 6 seaters came around.
He smiled to us gently and asked "Encik, cari kereta tak jumpa ke?". We smiled back and together said YES YES YES... It was a big relief. We don't have to walk at least and surely we will find our car, as long as it's there. Yeah surely I had this nasty thought as well thinking that our car could have been stolen.
Anyway, the security guy did ask for my parking ticket and he immediately identified our entry gate. To make things short, we were actually coming in from Level 2 and parked our car at Level 01, intead of B1. We missed by 2 floors and I just don't know how.
Still, it took us 15 minutes to find the exact location of our car with that buggy. Imagined if we had to walk, it could have been till the next morning. Phewww... what a relief.
Right after we settled down and said a big thanks to that 'pakcik' with some token of appreciation, we drove back and repaid the parking ticket since we were clearly exceeding that 15 minutes limit.
At that time, we saw a group of family doing exactly the same thing we did an hour ago with the father holding tight his car key in his right hand. We smiled (and felt pity too) but we knew that this could be common to those who came over to this place occasionally.
Last time this happened was 10 years ago at KLCC and never thought it could happen again. By the way, the concrete pole marking was E52 instead of E55.
Lesson learned : Never took things for granted. Always remember where you park your car or you might as well spent hours looking for it.
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