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... to say the least everything is springing to life. Every morning and evening we water plants We have small coconut trees that we want to grow fast, cucumbers, pumpkins, watermelons, oranges, lemons, passion fruit, small egg plants, long beans, flowers, chilies, various leafy greens,and roots including ginger and tamaric. Some of the other volunteers that are here have started practicing eating raw food in the morning and the evening. ...
... I do doubt Helens ability to string a sentence
together but this seems ridiculous, she was born in England, did her
qualifications in England and spent two and a half years working as a nurse in
England but for some reason now must prove she can speak English. Having
bypassed Bangkok on the bikes it was an opportunity to rest our arms and explore
the city. To me Bangkok was just average, too many tourists and an army of
... of his home in Alor Setar, and were treated to 'high tea'. This is not available to members of the public, so we are truly blessed to have had this opportunity (thanks to Shari), and we are all very grateful. Needless to say, the resideince and grounds are spectacular, and believe it or not, the Sultan has his own private zoo! The zoo used to be open to the public, but is no longer.
The highlight of this visit was 'high tea'. ...
... else. Flying above burning roads, and under a burning sun. Grabbing the handle, I could feel the border with Thailand coming closer the more I twisted my wrist. I was speeding north on Malaysian highway, almost as if I was running away from a feeling that was chasing me, threatening with being overwhelming.
Finally I reached the border, and nothing could stop me to get in this amazing country. I could notice the change straight away, as soon as I ...
... the next almost passed us by completely.
Piling back into the van, we were on our way again, headed for Georgetown in Malaysia’s north-west. Thailand was suddenly a happy memory; a thin layer of paint at the back of our minds. Here, a new culture, a new history, a new language awaited us, and we had been so engrossed in Thailand that it had almost caught us unawares. We piled out of the bus into Georgetown’s searing heat, and stepped into a new chapter of our journey.