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Travel Blogs from Port Dickson
... Democracy. Agostino was pretty overwhelmed with the show (and I warned him of the inevitable profanities and possible late start to the concert that Axl is historically known for). Axl did not disappoint, and delivered many well timed profanities, and surprisingly started the show right on time!
The show was scheduled from 8pm to 11pm, but by 9:30pm we were pooped. And although we were enjoying the show, 1 hour of seeing a ...
... about the roads). When we were in Delhi we kept saying to each other, "I don't know why everyone kept saying, 'oh you'll see heaps of dead people lying around on the sidewalks,' we haven't seen any!" "Yeahhhh I agree hey I don't know what they were...ohhh wait unless all those people who were covered in blankets on the sidewalk to who we kept saying, 'oops someone's slept through their alarm,' were ummmm....." ".........ah.... Yes perhaps." Ahhhhh ...
... Even today as I am here, there were quite a number of Singaporean bikers who had come this far just to try this bun.
Well, we thoroughly enjoyed our meal and a bun was good enough for the 5 of us. The cost of this large bun is RM 38 which is around USD 10.30 and the small one would cost RM 20 which is around USD 6.50 .
Now, with lunch done, time to head back to Kuala Lumpur.
... nothing is open too. Looks like I will
have to stay in Malaysia for another two days. I hope I have same
weather like today for rest of the time.
Just checking ports I did about 300km, always in sunshine and all the time
along the coast. Since today I can say I like Malaysia.
For night I come back to place I liked the most of today's visited –
Port Dickson. I sow some tents pitched in the park next to the beach
earlier, so I try ...
... started to buy French Champagne all round and then tequilas and even more beer! He had a selection of music DVDs behind the bar which we watched before a Philippine duet played on the small stage. The night felt like a party with Fred as the host. We can’t remember how many drinks we consumed but there was dancing, singing and we were later invited to a party Fred was organising for one of his sons who was in a rock ...