This morning I had to get up at 7! I had to meet up my friends at 8:30 since we were going to Batu Caves for the eve of Thaipusam. We're making a short clip about the rituals and stuff for our News Reporting class. We finally arrived at 10 AM after a long bus ride, and we still had to walk a long way to get to Batu Caves. The sun was freaking hot and I could feel my arm burning!
On the way there, under a bridge, some men were preparing theirselves for the ritual: cleaning, shaving and poking needles and stuff through their skins. I heard that they had to starve themselves and go under a trance so it won't hurt.


At the foot of the cave, it was really crowded and there were lots of guards too. One guy was rolling on the floor, under the blazing sun, wearing nothing but a piece of cloth on the lower body. My friend explained that it was like an act of doing something to gain something. It's kind of hard for me explain even though I understood when she told me. Hehe.

Then I saw the stair! It has 272 steps and I was like lucky we don't have to go up. But my friend said of course we have to go up. It wouldn't be complete we come here and not go up. I was like Nooo! I was really worried since I have fear of really high stairs. Not just height, but being out in the open on top of the stairs. I always imaging myself falling and breaking lots of bones, poking out of my skin.


I didn't stop on the way to take pictures or anything, I was just concentrating on the steps beneath my feet and holding tight my friend's arm. I don't think I would've made it to the top if she wasn't there. It was that bad.
Then in the cave, a men whose pins from his skins were being taken out came out of his trance or something. He was shouting and I heard blood came out of his mouth. Of course, I didn't go near to watch. It's not the faint hearted people like me.
I love the walls and cave ceilings. I edited the colors of those photos a bit since they were too bright.

The trip down was scarier since I could see how high I was. I made down with the help of my friend yet again :P
Here are some more photos I took along the way.

On the way there, under a bridge, some men were preparing theirselves for the ritual: cleaning, shaving and poking needles and stuff through their skins. I heard that they had to starve themselves and go under a trance so it won't hurt.


At the foot of the cave, it was really crowded and there were lots of guards too. One guy was rolling on the floor, under the blazing sun, wearing nothing but a piece of cloth on the lower body. My friend explained that it was like an act of doing something to gain something. It's kind of hard for me explain even though I understood when she told me. Hehe.

Then I saw the stair! It has 272 steps and I was like lucky we don't have to go up. But my friend said of course we have to go up. It wouldn't be complete we come here and not go up. I was like Nooo! I was really worried since I have fear of really high stairs. Not just height, but being out in the open on top of the stairs. I always imaging myself falling and breaking lots of bones, poking out of my skin.


I didn't stop on the way to take pictures or anything, I was just concentrating on the steps beneath my feet and holding tight my friend's arm. I don't think I would've made it to the top if she wasn't there. It was that bad.
Then in the cave, a men whose pins from his skins were being taken out came out of his trance or something. He was shouting and I heard blood came out of his mouth. Of course, I didn't go near to watch. It's not the faint hearted people like me.

I love the walls and cave ceilings. I edited the colors of those photos a bit since they were too bright.

The trip down was scarier since I could see how high I was. I made down with the help of my friend yet again :P
Here are some more photos I took along the way.
