At last a hot shower and no ants!

Trip Start Nov 30, 2009
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Trip End Jun 01, 2011


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New Caspian Hotel

Flag of Malaysia  , Perak,
Friday, June 11, 2010

7 days of farming in the jungle proved to be more than plenty, with us both ready for a warm shower, an early night and an ant free room (hopefully).   We said our goodbyes to Hana at the farm, before heading in town with Adam, Karis and Ladia.  Time for a noodle breakfast at a local Chinese food stall in Lenngong before waving goodbye to our fellow volunteers and Ladia before boarding the bus onto Ipoh.  Great welcome to the city when a man stopped to help us with directions as we stood in the street trying to work out the way into town from the bus.  He ended up offering to give us a lift to our guest-house.  A quick stop to pick up his little girl from nursery, and then a twenty minute drive around the city while he tried to find where we were looking for.  I ended up getting out the guidebook and giving him directions around his own home town as it felt like we might never find it otherwise.  Trust us to get picked up by the only man in town who doesn't know his way around!

Ipoh is not exactly brimming with sights and things to do, but enjoyed wandering around the night market and sampling the local specialty – chicken and bean sprouts.  Apparently the bean sprouts that grow in this region are the best in all of Malaysia, shorter and thicker than normal which makes them stay really crunchy when cooked.  Having eaten them I would have to agree they're pretty good.  There were two huge restaurants opposite each other that specialised in this dish, with tables spilling out onto the pavement.  Both were full, with people queuing patiently for tables.  Clearly THE place to eat in Ipoh – and so good we ended up there twice.  A huge panic mid meal when the heavens opened and the staff frantically wound out the canopies and erected gazebos to protect the diners from getting soaked.  No one seemed to bat an eyelid and just quickly shuffled their plastic stalls in a bit and carried on with their meal.

The man who gave us a lift to our guest-house recommended visiting the local cave temples and so we took a bus out to the limestone hills.  Pretty impressive cave, with stairs climbing up and out of a small opening to allow you to reach the top of the hill.  Inside was painted with some very modern looking murals, that wouldn't look out of place in a tattoo parlour.  Outside a huge gang of monkeys roamed around, with some cute babies and the usual grumpy looking males that I gave a wide berth to.   The heavens opened as we were about to leave so a very sweet lady from the incense stall took us under her wing, gave us some tea and kept us company while we waited for it to stop.  The Malays are definitely a very friendly bunch, and have made us feel really welcome in their country. Probably the friendliest people we've come across since leaving India.
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