|But everyone loves them, including Ben|
|Nung and friend Wah - our first of many meals together|
|Stony path for very painful reflexology treatment|
Nung drove us into town to take pictures of the very striking Petronas Towers. Like Singapore, KL is best viewed at night with the city coming to life in a dazzling array of lights. We made a human model of the Petronas Towers which we called simply,” Petronas Towers.”
Nung did so much for us and nothing was too much trouble for him. We got him an AC/DC t-shirt to go with his tattoo before leaving. Nung Wong, we salute you.
|Lucy figured that if you put 3 fingers in your mouth vertically then smile it looks like you're having a great time on camera|
|Nibbly feet fish|
|China town - KL|
Killing 2 1/2 hours in KL train station while Sally waits for her ticket with a fashion show:
We were eased into our first nights wild camping by the arrival of Nung who had brought us a take-away! What a man. We slept well on our first night, woke up early and set off to the East Coast.
|Ben services Stevie's bottom bracket|
|Our little chalet in Cherating|
We found the best restaurant ever and ate in it just about every meal. In Lucy, I have found someone who likes eating and talking about how much she likes eating what she is eating as much as me. Honestly, the food is so good. I think I'd be suicidal if I had to go back to eating value beans, tinned tuna and instant noodles like we were in Australia. A bit of graffitti on a rest area wall in Oz summed it up, 'Please Sarah, no more tinned tuna”. I know how you feel mate.
In Cherating we bore witness to a spectacle you don't see too often. A monkey nursing a kitten. Yes, this bizarre sight was the talk of Cherating. The kitten in question was barely a week old and the monkey had kidnapped it and was trying to raise it as his own. No-one could help the kitten though as defensive monkeys aren't easy to catch. We tried to reason with the monkey saying “Listen mate I'm not being funny or anything but do you realise that's a cat not a monkey”. He wouldn't have it. In seriousness, we felt sorry for them both. The monkey looked so, so sad and was clinging on to the kitten as though it was all he had in the world. It was a pitiful sight really. There are a lot of stray animals in Malaysia but for the most part they are a lot healthier than the Bali dogs and cats. There are far more cats than dogs here and they are all surprisingly friendly and affectionate. Little creatures come in and out of our lives every day, leaving us when they get a better offer.
|Team Roti Canai stop for another well-earned rest|
|That's right, Osama Laden seafood right next door to Saddam Hussien's fruit stall|
|David and family|
|Yes, we are very cute|
We left Cherating and did another big day on the bikes enjoying delicious food along the way and stopping every 40 kms or so for a cold drink from a garage. As we cycled along everyone smiled and cheered us on. The Malaysians are super-friendly. We love them. Stevie commented, “You wouldn't get this kind of reaction if you were cycling through Clydebank”. We cycled past a mosque which was blaring out the daily prayers. Stevie said “That boy's shouting on the tannoy again”. Stevie, like most Scots(ahem) is hilarious without even trying and has stunned us with his linguistic skills changing “Terima Kasih”,(thankyou) to “Tiramisu” for ease of pronunciation. Gaun yersel Stevie.
|Bruno and Patrizia from Switzerland, also cycling round the world|
|Ben puts the camera's zoom facility to its best use|
Leaving Cherating, we cycled 40 kms up the road to swim in the clear waters at Kemasik beach. We jumped back on the bikes and cycled up near Dungun on the coast. We planned to put the tent up on the beach there but a lot of people had seen us and there were no shops or houses nearby. Our philosophy with wild camping is, you are safest in a place with a lot of people or hiding where no-one will find you. We usually go for the second option. So we went in search of a more well-hidden camp site. We passed a little guest house on a beautiful, quiet stretch of road near Dungun. Stevie and Lucy treated us to a night in the guest house. They have been so good to us since they arrived. We're glad we called in as we had the pleasure of meeting Hasim, a wonderful man who helps neuter, worm and feed all the stray cats in the area. Any money he makes from the guest house goes towards helping them. We spent a great night there playing with the cats. We fell in love with one kitten in particular who Hasim said had just arrived. Before we left Hasim announced he was calling the cat “Glasgow” in our honour. Hasim lives at Bidara Bay, 2225 Jalan Pantai, 23050 Dungun, ph: 019 2182581. If you want a nice stay in a quiet little cottage by the sea then give him a call.
|We found teddy on the road and now he's going for the ride of his life|
|A floating mosque|
|Once again we manage to squeeze the 4 of us into a tiny hotel room|
|Gateway to Paradise - but we chose to slog it over the hills with the tigers|
|The stunning views in Taman Negara National Park|
|Elephants crossing 500m ahead - not a sign you see often|
|What goes up.............................|
|Jaffar - a true gentleman|
|We stay in some pretty classy hotels|