Teluk Iskandar Inn
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... hospitality. Between us all we worked out a shift pattern so we all had the odd afternoon or evening off to save us all standing around the restaurant looking gormless.
What surprised us the most about this project is that we expected to be interacting with the guests to help out the staff who didn’t speak great English. No, what was expected was that we clear plates, wash glasses, dry dishes and keep the buffet stocked and if we so much as say good ...
... See the picture of Roger sat in the train,,,,,the seats actually swivel right around,,you can sit whichever way you like !!!! Great,,,,, UK rail network !!! Take note !!!!
Malaysian country side,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,this should be rain forest,,jungle,, village life, more jungle and rain forest,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,what you now actually get is huge expanses of deforestation and Palm Oil plantations,,,huge areas of deforestation and Rubber ...
... of little shops and I stocked up on toiletries etc that would be in short supply on the island. I hadn't been bitten by mossies once in Malaysia yet here they came out in force. Not finding any insect repellant anywhere I made do with smothering myself in tiger balm, probably offending all the people as well as mosquitoes. It then began to rain so I dashed back to the hotel for some Internet time. The rest of the day was pretty much just spent faffing around and ...
... cats and really not sure we knew where we were going. Clearly destined for a spot on Amazing Race, we found the bus station with 15 minutes to spare, got ripped off by the ticket seller and gratefully climbed aboard the best of a pretty rough looking bunch of buses.
The ride back to Johor Bahru was actually quite comfortable although I did wonder at one stage if the emergency door at the back of the bus just behind my seat was ...
... at the bus station we are approached by a jolly, cheerful, smiling middle-aged lady named Amah, she is a taxi driver. She offers to take us to a nearby hotel but first drives us around town and down to the jetty where we buy our ferry tickets for the next morning.
She then drives us to a small hotel in town where we check in, turn on the air conditioning, shower, crawl under the duvet and sleep for five solid hours. Our afternoon is spent wandering around the ...