Thursday, January 28

Vegetative states

I think I'm metamaphosing into a sea cucumber. We have been here for a mere three nights and two full days. The glint of a cable car on top of yonder moutain calls me to investigate but. can't. seem. to. be. able. to. get. off. my. sunbed.

The ever-tranquil sea, rich Malaysian food, resonably cheap beer (well, cheaper than the airport), friendly staff is a magnet to my poor tired traveller's soul. I did manage to walk to the nearby village to check out the local flavour but inevitably was drawn back to the sea. Even the "Beware of the Jellyfish" didn't put me off assumng a semi-permanent vegetative state on a sunbed: every Garden has its Serpent. (Although Carloyn reported seeing a discarded man's swimming costume, an empty wallet, and a broken mobile phone at the water's edge this morning when she went for her morning run so I don't know how big said jellyfish actually grow here.) We did manage to move on to the next bay last evening but that just drew us to another hippy beach bar where the locals smoked funny cigarettes and played Cold Play albums over and over again while the sun set.

Another day, another currency. Having been used to Baht, we had been assuming the local currency is the Dingbaht (ho ho) but its actually the Ringgit. After Baht, Dong, Kip and Rial, not to mention Sterling and Dollar, my poor tired brain is having trouble knowing what I'm paying for anything any more. We have had some good evening meals; the first at a local Malay restaurant (plenty of fish and squid), the second at a lovely garden restuarant called Sheelas (a real "home cooking"-type affair with plenty of different spices), and the last at an Indian restaurant (tasted like nothing we eat in England). Spookily, every meal (including alcohol) seems to work out to ten pounds a head.

The four of us are looking very pink now so its probably just as well we are waiting for the taxi to take us to the airport. Tonight we spend in Kuala Lumpur. Tomorrow we go to Phnom Penh, Cambodia,  for a few days. Not sure why but when I find out I shall post accordingly.

3 comments:

Steve said...

Strewth !! From your description I am putting this on my must do ! Will do list of tours if I ever get retirement. Don't let the jelly babies get you !! I wonder what they taste of ? Chicken probably !!!

ps: A bit weird as my brother has now just pitched up in Laos !

pps: If and when you decide to return I shall call a general meeting of the potholers society, saw one the other day whih had swallowed said bus !!!

Anonymous said...

Quite bored at work this evening so we thought that we would check out your blog again !
Very amusing !!!
I will forgive you the various spelling mistakes, as you always forgave me (NOT) !

Everyone says hi !!!

Da5e's Blogs said...

Hey, Glen. Hi to you all, too. At least I still can still use the shift key ("I" and not "i"). Sorry to hear you're bored; perhaps its time to do away with evening shifts? (Ho Ho)