On one lazy Sunday morning, I was standing in front of a mirror, and suddenly an alarming writing appeared out of no where on my bulging boroi-er stomach, “You can run no more”. Suddenly I realised my futsal days are numbered, and I need a new territory. Well that’s how the way it started…
Golfing is anywhere in FT especially KLP. You will always bump into Clubs wherever you head in this part of the world. Any avid golfer is pampered with choices of greens, from signature course to championship courses just around the block. We got one in front of a nose of KLCC, one in Titiwangsa, not to mention a friend in Jalan Duta ends his office-hour at 5 and still manages to get a round of 9-hole at the KGPA or KLGCC afterwards. Apart from that, we must also acknowledge that these padang rumput not only the place to get sweat, but also play role as tourism attraction. And I’m not joking when I said that some of our ASEAN neighbours fly down in the morning to KL and gone back after 18-hole in the afternoon!
The fact is I love to associate Federal Territory golfing with lush greenery, and I believe somehow these ‘small forest’ added much to our FT landscapes. At least I prefer that in comparison to some tasteless concrete blocks in form of apartments and condos. I believe you will agree with me, rite?
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