More chinatown than you can poke a stick at
Trip Start Aug 29, 2004
7Trip End Sep 12, 2004
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As impossible as it may sound, that bus ride now rates as #2 in my personal top 10 of horrific bus rides just because of its airconditioning
The cold had a muscle in my back shoot into a cramp and it was absolutely killing me. It made me check into the rather plush (well, according to backpacker standards that is) Cathay hotel, it made me jump with joy at the discovery of hot water streaming from the bath (!!) tap (not the shower, I was still in Malaysia!), and it forced me to sleep for two hours under two blankets to come back to life (the same blankets that I threw into the furthest corner that night after another, needless to say, hot afternoon outside).
So, although the morning was wasted away in bed, the afternoon was kicked of by a noodle soup and a nice cup of local coffee at a kedai kopi, after which it was time to explore... of course. To be honest, exploring didn't go much beyond combing Georgetown's chinatown, which was lovely, with all its original shophouses definitely the nicest chinatown I've seen, visits to a couple of chinese temples, some shop visits thrown in for good measure (didn't buy anything), and I also caught a glimpse of Fort Cornwallis. At night I wandered around for a bit in a vain attempt to locate a restaurant that sounded good in LP (did I mention LP accuracy??), feeling a bit lost and lonely for the first time. I could have done with having a beer with someone, and that someone not being a lonely chinese tradesman...