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Mice alarm!
... was the next door neighbour but at some point (by then it was maybe 04.00) I heard the mice squeaking. Gladly my alarm clock went off again at 05.30. Time to check all the cables for bites and pack the rest of my stuff very quickly before my backpack got invaded by a bunch of rodents.
By the way the seat in the train was mice-free and very comfy too.
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Day 373: tonkat ali
... All my favourite places in one. I found a new favourite town. Differently favourite from Chicago and Perth but a favourite too. Unfortunately, some of the not so plesant behaviours towards tourists have also been adapted from the different nations. Whistling or making cheap kiss sounds when I pass is the one I dislike the most. Oh well, it took two generations for Italians to stop whistling after blondes, so there is hope for ...
Friendly Locals and an Over-Friendly Local
... on rather odd hunting trips.
The final room was full of royal gifts and trophies. I have heard before the question, ‘what do you buy someone who has everything?’ The answer seems to be something shiny, expansive looking and encrusted with a few jewels. The Sultan would have probably been happy with a new hat. I would have given him one of those tartan bonnets with the ginger hair sewn in. The trophies on display were all very grand. ...
Jungle Train from Gemas to Kota Bharu
09:19 It was a bit of a shock this morning when the alarm went off at 8. The last 4 or 5 days, because of my cold, I've mostly been awake till very late at night/early morning, until eventually I passed out with tiredness only to sleep till midday the next day. Perhaps this will get me back on track for proper sleeping hours, I've always hated being woken up in the morning, I like my sleep and don't like mornings, especially that horrible groggy, weak feeling you get when ...
Hari Raya with the family
... ser mantida e os valores do respeito e assexualidade (acrescento) é o que tem de ser fomentado. Resta saber, mais uma vez, à semelhança do que acontece na Indonésia, porque é que a miúda coberta por um véu islâmico se veste com o mais justo que existe em matéria de roupa (sejam as calças a realçar pernas e rabo – eu não olho, isto é que de vez em quando me aparece à frente...mas mãos atrás das costas!)
- A mulher tem de aceitar o que o homem decide. E hoje ...