Rain, trains and more Western meals.
Trip Start Jun 16, 2006
35Trip End Nov 11, 2006
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After another lazy start we headed over to the bus stop in Chinatown, admiring terrapins and trinkets in the central market along the way
The next morning our first port of call was yet another mall to buy me some new shoes - my sandals reek and make a mess of my feet. I scored a black pair of crocs (you might have seen them, funny-looking colourful rubber shoes) for a bargain price. Another downpour made it too wet to visit the Lake Gardens as planned so we spent the afternoon as mall rats before heading to the train station for the next leg of our journey. We briefly hung out in the first class lounge before boarding our train. Our sleeper cabin was super exciting and we we regressed to childhood, eating our first-class cupcakes and playing Uno as the train headed into the night.
Worse night's sleep ever. We didn't have an alarm clock so both woke up every hour to check we weren't accidentally in Thailand! We managed to crawl of the train at 6am in Butterworth though and headed for the ferry terminal. The crossing was short and as the sun began to rise we wandered through Chinatown in search of a place to stay. The first guesthouse we reached had a stunning view from the shuttered window over a river of local effluence so we picked out a hotel at the top end of our budget, checked in and went back to sleep
Ignored new alarm clock and had a lie in the next day. Finally found the tourist info office and waited until mid-day for it to open and direct us to the correct place for Cameron Highlands bus tickets. After ticket-buying we headed to the bakery and then jumped on a super-slow local bus to Penang Hill and its furnicular railway station. We took the train up for some cooler air and spotted more monkeys and a huge iguana basking on a branch. There wasn't much to do so we had a wander down a side street, admiring a decidedly British cottage (complete with walled veg / flower garden). We saw some fabulous butterflies and I spied a squeaky brown thing that definitely wasn't a rat. We crammed back on the train with a school party and took the bus back to town. At the mall we bought jungle supplies - torch, talc and antiseptic, before having pizza and searching out some net access.