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The final chapter

March30

All you dedicated, perservering blog readers will be sad to read that this is the end. Or at least the start of the end.

Singapore, after arriving from Pulau Tioman in Malaysia, was big. And tall.

Highlights: Singapore flyer (trumps the London Eye by 10m), a posh brunch at the Fullerton Hotel, cheap food at hawker stalls, gorgeous colonial architecture, Dubai-esque highrises, rain (highlight?), a rather nice hotel to stay in for the last two nights, and a lack of energy to write anything more on the blog. Enjoy the photos!

Rooftop pool, Singapore (with Raffles just below us!)

Sir Nigel and Squire Stamford

Oh my god - cheese galore at the Fullerton

Nige at the F1 track in Singapore

National museum, Singapore

Fran Chinawoman - Singapore

Fran at the Fullerton Hotel

This is now the end of the end. See you soon!

Malaysia. Innit.

March30

Things didn’t start well in Malaysia. A thirteen hour journey involving three ferries and the same number of minibusses PLUS the fact that it began to rain, violently, just as we crossed the border into Malaysia. We didn’t know much about the country – party due to the nonchalant attitude we now have for travelling (research and preperation not being high on our list of priorities). But we did know it would rain. Welcome to the equatorial zone.

British remains in Georgetown, Panang

First stop – Georgetown on Pulau Penang. Founded (or stolen?) by good ole Francis Light of Woodbridge, Suffolk, of all places, Georgetown was a charming mix of Chinese shop houses, English colonial architecture and an accompanying blend of Malay, Chinese and Indian. Muslim, Buddhist and Hindu. Remarkably, if our experience is anything to go by, it seems to work.

Monkeeee!

Go Karting, Penang

Go Karting, Penang

The surreal but humerous Umbrella Girl 2010

The food is as diverse as the population so we had high hopes. Unfortunately, we ate cold curry most of the time. Or cold chinese. They tend to prefer to cook everything up canteen style early in the day – still, who can argue when it cost $1.50 for dinner?!

Highlights included the botanical gardens – monkeys and plants, the National Museum – very interesting in a geeky way, and a karting championship with an accompanying “Miss Umbrella Girl 2010″ beauty pageant.  After laughing at the misfortune of the prettier but less intelligent models, we head inland to the highlands.

Did I mention it was hot here? Well the highlands were blissfully cool, if not calm. The holidays had started and the Cameron Highlands were full of tourists from the coast and neigbouring Singapore. (imagine the number of digi-SLR cameras…) Still, it’s easy to have full days here without breaking a sweat – tea plantations, rainforest walks, strawberry farm, insects, butterflys,strawberries, ice cream, strawberrys. Oh, and some strawberries.

Nige in BOH tea fields!

Kuala Lumpur was surprisingly civilised and interesting. A good bus tour, some interesting sights, a great museum, good food and we were beginning to realise the Malaysia really has it all. So far, island life, highland life, rainforests, cultural diversity without a sign of tension and a pleasant capital city were all positive.

Old British cricket clubhouse in Kuala Lumpur's city centre

We head to Malaka on the coast – once the main town of the peninsula, dominated by Portugese, Dutch and then English was a nice and tranquil place. (once the tourists had left on Sunday night). Predominantly Chinese, the food specialities included chicken rice balls (at A Fomosa) and satay fondue (at Capitol Satay). The latter was a messy mix of skewered raw meat, fish and veg, with a boiling vat of rich satay in the centre of the table. Mmmmm. So good. Mind you, eat so much that you never want to see a peanut again…

Satay mess

Fran and trippy trishaw

With some time on our hands, we managed a little last minute chillout time on Pulau Tioman on the east coast. We spent three days in paradise. Cooler weather (but still hot and sunny), a small mountain island covered with monkey and monitor lizard inhabited rainforest, a handful of small bars and restaurants, a few dive shops and a row of accomodations, and that was the town. We spent the time snorkelling from the beach, where there were world class corals and fish – simply breathtaking. This certainly ranks as one of the nicest places we’ve been on our travels. Infact just to polish it off, the island was duty free so the beer was cheap too!

Pulau Tioman (ours is the hut in the bottom right!)

Tropical accomodation - Tioman

Tropical accomodation - Tioman

Having said that, Malaysia itself is one of the best countries we’ve visited on our trip. It was such an unkown entity at the start, but the mix of modern transport options, diverse cultures (indigenous plus the three dominant local populations) and amazing scenery makes it a traveller’s favourite. But there’s hardly any travellers here! OK, Thailand does offer beer a LOT cheaper (Malaysia is primarily a Musliim country so beer though not hard to come by, is expensive.) But I feel that Malaysia has a lot more to offer than Thailand. And Malaysians of all background are a friendly and English speaking bunch. The only  person I met that wasn’t friendly was an ex-pat. Man, I should work for the Malaysian tourism board.

P.S. Malaysia does, however, have a reputation of ecological blunders such as deforestation and exploitation, so it’s not all good. Just don’t dig too deep.

P.P.S. We only visited peninsular Malaysia. There’s another half on Borneo which would be fantastic to visit sometime.

Pairadise?

March20
Pai-radise

Pai-radise

Both Fran and I had visited Thailand on previous occasions so it’s difficult not to have preconceptions of the place. (Drunk teenagers, hi-rises, old men with young Thai girlfriends) Fortunately we did pretty well to steer ourselves away from that scene and spent our first few days in a lovely little village in the far north of Thailand called Pai – much to the delight of t-shirt makers and their corny puns.

Even our hotel owners had a stab and called their place Pai-radise. It did well to live up to our expectation. Super chilled out a nestled on the side of the valley with some lovely bungalows around a central lake. Waking in the morning to the sound of fountains and Yogic meditation (Why do people actually need to go Hmmmmmmmmm?)

Pai has become a mini-retreat for the affluent Bangkok weekenders with their t-shirt procuring Thai baht and their super 8000000x zoom lenses to take photos of, er, everything. Preceeding them were the lost Americans from the 90s who ffound themselves, in more ways than one, in Pai but have yet to really wake up. You can practice different types of yoga, standing meditation, sitting meditation, walking meditiation (I prefer the sleeping meditation) – you can drink green tea, black tea, red tea, blended wheatgrass super-tonics, Aura of Defence +3 potions, all sorts.

WELLIPHANT!

Fran and I amused ourselves for 10 minutes riding an elephant and then enduring the remaining 50 minutes getting sore thighs. However the swimming with the elephant at the end was hilarious and well worth the agony getting there. If not a little scary when the elephant begins to lose his footing when you’re right beside him. Oh, and when it decides to shit in the water. And trust me – elephant dumps are BIG.

Swimming with elephants in Pai

Anyways, touristy but ultimately very relaxing and beautiful, Pai was left behind us as we crossed the mountains to Chiang Mai. Great Thai curries and huge markets kept us occupied in the capital of the north. Fran lost herself in beads and I got excited by the prospect of learning Chinese Chess. We paid a visit to Thailand’s most auspicious monuments – Doi Suthep.

Gates to the old city, Chiang Mai

After a failed attempt at reaching Sukhothai, the old capital of Thailand, we found ourselves at Ayutthaya, the even older capital of Thailand. We took a lovely sunset boat trip around the “island” – a world heritage area of old temple complexes and experienced our first feeling of being very, very, very hot. A taste of things to come me thinks.

Most photographed buddha? - Wat Mahathat

Postures of the Buddha, Wat Phra Boromthat

Boat trippers in Ayuttaya

Ancient Wat Chaiwatthanaram

And yes, Bangkok was hot. The IMAX cinema was cold though and Alice in Wonderland 3D was cool. With no energy to visit more Wats (Buddhist monastries), we took time to check out the weekend and night markets – both really worth a visit. I guess we were too excited about the prospect of heading to the beach to do much more.

IMAX goon

Thai curries near Chatuchak weekend market, Bangkok

The night train south was a mini adventure (Fran almost freezing herself in the top bunk) and made our journey to Koh Lanta somewhat pleasant after the tortuous night buses of Asia.

Koh Lanta was to mark our last bit fof “Chill Out” before heading home. A holiday from holiday if you will. A relatively undeveloped island in the far south west of Thailand, a decent distance from the tourist ridden islands of the Gulf on the east coast. We spent a decent amount of time here doing very little. Snorkelling at Koh Haa was amazing – pufferfish, triggerfish, corals, anemone fish (nemos to the kids) – a great day out on the boat. In the evening we took time to cross the island on our Honda Wave and soaked up some of the atmosphere at the Lanta Festival – yummy street food and cheap beer at the open air stage.

Street food at the Lanta Festival

Snorkelling at Koh Haa

It was a pleasure to spend a few days in Koh Lanta and we had some spankingly new accommodation just a few yards from a gorgeous beach – a bargain at the price we paid. So for anyone visiting Koh Lanta, get in touch for a recommendation! Thanks to Fran (and parents) for paying for it out of her christmas fund :)

Thailand is what you make of it – there’s enough for the history hunter, the party planner, the beachcomber or the barefoot hippies – and most people, rightly or wrongly, keep themselves to themselves. (Why is it that where you find more tourists, you meet less people?) It was certainly a different experience from our previous visits. For once it wasn’t same-same.

Sunset from the balcony, Ko Lanta

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