I'm sorry I couldn't tell you the exact address. I forgot to ask my farther. I'll add it soon. Ok. My father is a kind, loving guy, and he decided to take us out on 15th of February to this Vineyard. I knew nothing of it until the night before 15th, and nearly went mad because I don't know what to wear. Haha. But we did went there alright, and father used the route he always used when taking me to SMKAB. I got a glimpse of my old high school and the juniors. But he took a left turn, to Sik, and drove on. It took more than two hours as we don't really know where it is situated. We've never been there. As we arrived at our destination, all the stiffness and numbness that had grown on us on the journey vanished as we beheld the beautiful, peaceful scenery there. There's only a few cars running on the road there. If you stop in the middle of the road, no one will bother you for at least half an hour (which was what my dad do). It's really quiet.
My father parked the car and we went through the opened gates, taking in everything. My father informed us that this is just a vineyard on show, that's why it's not so big, but big enough. The real vineyard which really produces grapes for sell and for making other stuff is in another part of Sik. We stumbled upon it later, without really looking for it. The first thing I saw reminded me strongly of classic French, and the terrace of a huge, expensive mansion. Whew. There's a lake at the other side of the vineyard, with crystal clear water and a perfect, calming scenery. My father bought the tickets : RM3 for adult, RM1.50 for children. So we went in right after that. It's not really modern, but okay, and if you expect to see a squirrel, or something fun and unexpected, or even something odd that you can goggle at, I say don't step in. It's not that kind of place. It's a vineyard, a real, normal vineyard with nothing else to see but grapes in it. And that's the truth. That's all that I saw that day, lots and lots of grapes hanging just a few inches above my head. There are three types of grapes there, if you count that different shapes meant different types. But only one type of red grapes. The others were green ones, one was small, rounded, seedless grape, while the other big, oval-shaped grape with seeds. My father also bought the two types of grape juice produced from these grapes. Too sweet for me, I don't like it, though my mother said the sweetness is okay, standard. We explored the vineyard, but visitors were confined to certain areas only, so there's not much walking. But you could see a lot of grapes and NO EATING & PLUCKING the grapes.
After half an hour, we went out back onto the so-I-thought terrace. We went to the shop there, you buy tickets here too. There's a lot of stuff that used grapes sold in here. Soaps to shampoos to lotions to body baths to cakes...and of course, the grapes. My father bought some grapes, they're in packets, three for us and one for a friend who'd asked my father to bought it for him. We sat at a table and eat some of the grapes. They're really juicy, but our favourite is the green, seedless one. It's the sweetest grape I've ever tasted. Then we went to take a stroll at the lakeside. There's a cafe at this side, but it's close for today. I took some pictures of the lake. Then we went on to the road back, but didn't turn and head home. Instead, my father continue the road straight ahead and I took some pics. Only after relaxing and enjoying the scenery did we turn back and head home, stopping in the middle to have a simple, cheap lunch at a late morning market.
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