The Wiley Rickshaw Driver
Trip Start
Jul 12, 2008
1
Trip End
Ongoing
I had been dreaming about the food in malaysia for about a week. We wanted our first meal in Malaysia to be a laksa (me) and chicken curry (Andrew) but we before we could find those particular dishes we were side tracked by delicious chicken satays, roast duck, hainese chicken rice, wonton noodles, twisties and cheezels! - and we simply couldn't fit anymore in.
Penang is a town oozing character - you can see it's mixed history in the buildings and feel it's racial diversity inb the atmosphere - within any five muinutes you could here bollywood songs blasting from cars or shops, the muslim call to prayer or the click clacking of mahjong tiles.
We decided to see a bit of the city by cycle rickshaw and as we came to the rickshaw rank there were quite a few to choose from. Out of compassion Andrew chose the oldest, frailest man to be our driver. As we rode along at literally a snail's pace we quickly became embarrassed at the fact that we two young, healthy and relatively fit foriegners were paying a 75 year old man to ride us around at slower then walking pace.
Penang is a town oozing character - you can see it's mixed history in the buildings and feel it's racial diversity inb the atmosphere - within any five muinutes you could here bollywood songs blasting from cars or shops, the muslim call to prayer or the click clacking of mahjong tiles.
We decided to see a bit of the city by cycle rickshaw and as we came to the rickshaw rank there were quite a few to choose from. Out of compassion Andrew chose the oldest, frailest man to be our driver. As we rode along at literally a snail's pace we quickly became embarrassed at the fact that we two young, healthy and relatively fit foriegners were paying a 75 year old man to ride us around at slower then walking pace.

