Exiting Thailand is smooth, though the Immigration Officer was bluntly asking for 1 Ringgit which I flatly declined, telling him I have no Ringgit yet. I don’t want to consent corruption. Besides, I am just on a holiday! For God’s sake!
When we reached the Immigration counters in Changloon, Malaysia, we had to carry our heavy luggages and present our passport @ the counter. While I was following my mini-bus co-passengers in line, we were asking each other if we need to fill up an immigration form (there was no form in sight).
We had no one to ask since the room was in chaos because of so many inbound passengers. My co-passengers standing ahead of me in line were Caucasians. One is an American solo backpacker who will just make a U-turn from Thailand to Malaysia and back to Thailand ( she loves Thailand so much and she just wanted to re-enter Thailand with a fresh visa ) and a German girl. The immigration officer @ the counter gave them a 90-day visa without any question. Following me in line was a Thai girl with her Korean BF, and then a German guy, followed by my brother. ( All of them were given a 90-day visa except me and my brother.)
When my turn came, I presented my passport to the immigration officer. I smiled and greeted her good afternoon. She said good afternoon as well and returned my smile. When she saw my Philippine Passport, she stopped smiling and asked me if I was going to enter Thailand. I smiled and said, “No, I am going to Penang, Malaysia and I just came from Hat Yai, Thailand”. ( Why the heck would I line up inside that cramped and hot immigration room going to Malaysia if I was going to Thailand? Geez! ). She then turned to the immigration officer next to her and they began talking in their native language ( Malay ).
She then turned to the immigration officer who had my passport and then she took my passport, looked at the pages one by one again for the nth time. And then she gave my passport back to the immigration officer who was manning the counter where I presented my passport. And they talked again in Malay and then she turned to me and said she will give me 7 days only. I said no problem, since we were only booked for 2 nights in Penang, Malaysia and then we will be going to KL to take our flight back home. She then talked again to the other immigration officer in Malay. Then after like forever, she stamped my passport, asked the other immigration officer again, then wrote something and handed my passport back to me.
Hungry, tired and pissed off @ the shabby treatment that I got, I then proceeded to the exit and placed my heavy luggage @ the x-ray machine and waited for my brother @ the EXIT since we were not allowed to wait @ the immigration counter as everyone who travels frequently knows.
I did not bother to take a look at my passport. I just took it from her and said thank you because I was so tired already after enduring the train ride from Bangkok to Hat Yai,Thailand for almost 18 hours. And add to that our walking tour around Hat Yai, Thailand for 3 hours and our 5-hour journey via a mini-bus from Hat Yai to Georgetown in Penang with heavy luggages in tow. Trust me, my usual OC self can’t even check how I look. ( Enervon and 1,500 mg of vitamin C made me stand it all).
When we reached our hotel in Georgetown, Penang, Malaysia, it was already around 7:00 p.m. I was very tired, hungry and pissed off as I can’t get over the shabby treatment that I got from the immigration officer @ Changloon. I was asking my brother why did the Malaysian Immigration in Changloon, gave me a shabby treatment ( he was also given 7 days but unlike me, he was given a transit visa) in complete contrast to the Thailand immigration officers who were always polite, kind and soft spoken.
I then opened my passport and saw that the Changloon Immigration Officer had put two stamps on my passport: first (1) is the 7 days permit with a note SPTUM ( I don’t know what that means!) then the second (2) stamp that says, TO REPORT TO IMMIGRATION OFFICE KUALA LUMPUR FOR VISA/ CLEARANCE.