RTW with Mike

Friday, June 30, 2006

Europe by Train

Greeting again, from Bern capital of Switzerland!

Just a quick email update of my progress, as I've lots to fit in on my last few days of travel, trying to see as much as possible of this beautiful country, plus watching the tennis and football! Furthermore, internet cafes here aren't very helpful, a lot of them shut in the evening when you want to use them! Don't worry though, the usual service will resume when I'm safely back home (I've still got plenty to talk about including some thoughts on Asia I jotted down while waiting for my food) and it'll give me something to do during Wimbledon rain breaks. So you'll have to press Delete at least 3 more times (unless you've got my emails defaulting to your junk mail folder which is what I'd do!)

From Bangkok I flew to Venice via Zurich, and while waiting there I decided to spend the last week or so of my travels in Switzerland. A nice contrast with Asia. So, after a relaxing few days with my parents in Venice, my path has taken me (using the excellent rail network)
Venice - Milan - Lugano - Zurich - Luzern (Lucerne) - Bern

From here, tomorrow I travel to Lausanne, then the next day Geneva for 2 days then home next Tuesday 4th!

The stylish way to return home would be the Orient Express, but (apart from the cost) I doubt they'd let me on in my clothes! Taking the TGV train to Paris then the Eurostar would have been nice, but would have returned me to London in time for the evening rush hour, and I fancied a quieter introduction than that! And not so handy when your fridge is completely empty.

So, sparing no expense, I've booked an Easyjet flight to Luton airport! Glamour to the end...

In the words of Baddiel and Skinner...

He's coming home,
He's coming home,
He's coming,
Conway's coming home!

Monday, June 19, 2006

The wonders of Angkor and the horrors of Pol Pot

Hello again, the last time I'll be emailing you from Asia for a while. Tonight I fly back to Europe, and after a long flight and connection in Zurich, will be meeting my parents in Venice for a few days (they've hired a flat for a week). Indeed, I have 2 weeks left of my trip, I'm aiming to be back on the 3rd July, a nice round 6 months since I left London, and Red Ken is still pestering me to firm up the date so he can organise the open top bus parade! The Red Arrows apparently need 48 hours notice too.

A week ago I set off for Cambodia, flying into Siem Riep. I got the visa at the airport without too much difficulty, it costs $20 cash, a fact which is well publicised, so the fact that 4 Americans didn't have any of their own currency on them did raise a chuckle! Cambodia runs on $US, but for everything less than 1$, reverts back to their currency the Riel. 1$ = 4000 Riel, so something costing $3.20 actually costs $3 and 800 Riel! ATMs have just arrived, they dispense $.

I quickly found Cambodia very tiring, simply from the number of times you have to turn down motorbike taxis and tuk tuks. When you've been asked for the 50th time that day, you give up on politeness. I've also been asked "Do you want a lady sir?", I think that meant a massage, though aren't entirely sure...

Siem Riep is the gateway for the temples of Angkor, some of the most amazing historial structures on earth, built between the 8th and 13th century. That afternoon I took a tuk tuk to see the two most significant Angkor Wat and Angkor Thom. It is difficult to put into words the significance of these structures, I've taken lots of photos, but their jumbled up, as I paid more than one visit. It was quite nice just wandering around, without necessarily being too worried about facts and detail - the next day I hired a guide to get the background to these and several other temples - as this way you can appreciate them more, their size and detailed carving.

Angkor Wat (12th C) the largest religious monument in the world
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The last photo is a model, it shows the layout very well, and was made by hand.

Angkor Thom - Bayon (12-13th C)
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The last picture is my moment of passion!

Parts of Tomb Raider was filmed at Angkor, apparently the location below (at Ta Phrom) is one that Angelina used...
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Several of the temples have been left partially overgrown and derilict, with massive trees growing out of walls, and rubble everywhere, giving a very romantic feeling - sometimes buildings can be over restored.

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The last photo is from Preah Khan, a very derilict temple, where you wonder how any of the walls or roofs stay up!

Cambodian Tuk Tuks are different from the Thai ones, in that they are a separate carriage pulled by a normal motorbike, which can be disconnected. They are quieter and more comfortable, and some, like the one I used, had roll down canvas screens to keep you dry when it rained! Taking one through the countryside to distant temples was very pleasant, lots of fresh air and lots to see!
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A favourite dish is amok, a coconut milk based curry, often served in a coconut shell. Delicious!
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A disadvantage of being here in the off(wet) season, apart from the daily torrential rain storms, is that many activites shut down, for example none of the traditional music and dance shows were running. Instead I retired to my (empty) Guest House (built in traditional style, on stilts) to watch the World Cup! The best place to buy beers was the petrol station, the only place to have proper fridge cabinets! Cambodian WC coverage was very annoying, as they ran adverts during the games!

Leaving Siem Riep, I flew to Phnom Penh, Cambodia's capital. At the airport, I noticed a plane owned by "PMT Airlines". I'd be careful of bothering the air hostesses...
"Can I have another glass of water?"
"LEAVE ME ALONE, I'M HAVING A BAD DAY!!!!"
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Phnon Penh is, frankly a bit of a dump. Manic traffic, with motorbikes going in all directions, the wrong way down streets and through red lights, lots of rubbish everywhere, beggars and incessant motorbike taxis touting for business. When it rains the roads quickly flood - drains are very inadequate, and many of the roads out of the centre quickly become mud baths.
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It's also very annoying that the wide pavements laid out in colonial days are now used for parking cars. Being forced into the traffic because some Land Cruiser or Mercedes is completely blocking the pavement is very irritating. It is also a sign of inequalities in the post communist society, where a small number are doing suspiciously well, while a lot of the people aren't getting their fair share (similar to Russia)

If that last comment sounded a bit lefty, I will redress the balance by also saying that I think the people are a bit lazy too! I've never seen so many hammocks as in Phnom Penh. Traditionally, they start early, have a long (and early) lunch break, then back again for the afternoon. So for example, the hours for the Royal Palace are
Morning 7.30 - 11.00
Afternoon 2.00 - 5.00
Funnily enough, I don't normally fancy sightseeing at 7.30, but would actually quite like to visit at 11am! During the 3 hour lunch break...I'm sure the dead hand of communism is a factor here.

However...all this has to be taken in context. Cambodia suffered terribly in the 70s. First the Americans bombed large parts of the country trying to flush out Vietcong guerrillas (good old Nixon and Kissinger). This ended up with full scale fighting on Cambodian soil. The end result of this hopeless policy was the rise of the Khmer Rouge, and Pol Pot taking control of the country. Pol Pot was inspired by Mao and China's Cultural Revolution but was far far worse. His first act was to send the whole of Phnom Penh (a million) people and send them out onto the land. Intellectuals (or alleged intellectuals, or anyone really) and their families were tortured hideously and killed (intellectuals meaning doctors, teachers, educated people, people wearing glasses....) children were trained to spy on their parents and turn them in to the authorities, the whole country reduced to a basket case, the aim being to create a blindly obedient peasant economy. Nobody knows how many people were killed or died as a result of this madness, but in the 4 years it is estimated that 1.5 million people perished (a quarter of the population) before the Vietnamese drove Pot's people out in 1978 (they became a rebel group after that, albeit one supported by Thailand and the West?!?!)

It is painful seeing some of the remnants of the regime, the S21 interrogation centre, the memorial at Choeung Ek (The Killing Fields) with it's pile of skulls, just one of many similar killing fields. Indeed, it is a testament to humankind's hardiness, that the country could have recovered from such a trauma.
S21
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Choeung Ek
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On a lighter note, my hotel had very comprehensive satellite tv, so I could avoid Cambodian World Cup coverage, by watching another country's coverage. I plumped for the Chinese coverage (they had the flashiest graphics and sets, and the on screen clock and score) but could have watched on Vietnamese or Thai tv too! When you're organise your evenings around football and tennis, perhaps it's a sign that you need to move on...I'm back in Bangkok again, killing time really. My flight back to Europe leaves in less than 6 hours...

Mike

Monday, June 12, 2006

Heffalumps (and Congratulations Your Majesty)

Yes it's me again (once I get on a roll I can't stop!)

From Lao, I flew (once more on Lao airlines) to Chiang Mai in northern Thailand. Another deserted hotel (you get very good offers this time of the year), and one evening an embarrasingly grateful restaurant owner that I'd given him a customer! I had that second bottle of Chang beer out of sympathy Even the girly bars were empty, it didn't help that the remaining men were all watching the football! (a bar I was in had English language commentary from a South African satellite channel)

I was a bit lethargic during my time here, I guess a dip in adrenalin between Lao and Cambodia my next country. I did tramp around the streets though, dodging the traffic as per usual, and seeing the sights. My favourite temple was Wat Chedi Luang, an enormous brick chedi (pagoda) which was partly destroyed by an earthquake in 1545. It's been partially restored recently, but still retains the romantic feel of a ruin.
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The highlight of my time in Chiang Mai was seeing the elephants at an elephant park. Here elephants made 'redundant' by the logging industry or rescued from abuse are kept, they seem very happy and are breeding well.

There are plenty of other photos in the folder, if you like elephants!

Sven's secret weapon to add a bit of height and muscle up front
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Holding each other's tails - I thought Disney made this up!
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Kicking a football (lots of power)
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And most amazingly, painting. The 'Italy' elephant used dabs of paint, while the 'England' elephant used delicate strokes of the brush.
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Some of the results. Getting an elephant to paint a recognisable image of an elephant is mind blowing.
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My plan had been to take the overnight train from Chiang Mai back to Bangkok, but due to flooding the track was damaged a few weeks ago, so I flew down this morning instead (on yet another low cost airline one-two-go!). Here, briefly back in Bangkok, celebrations are continuing for the king, 60 years on the throne (those chillies can play havoc with your digestion). Today was the royal barge procession, though there have been events for the last week. Indeed I missed the first 25 minutes of the England game, as Thai television was showing a review of the royal activities. If only I had missed the last 25 minutes of the game instead!

Mike

Nikki Lau PDR

When I last emailed you, I was about to go leave Bangkok for Laos (the Lao People's Democratic Republic, i.e. Communist!). That evening, I got on the evening train to Nong Kai in the north east of Thailand. It was quite a pleasant journey, the second class sleeper being reasonably comfortable even though you're always aware that you're on a train...

The next morning, on arrival I got a shared tuk tuk to the Thai border, on the south side of the Mekong river, then got a bus across 'Friendship Bridge' to Lao immigration. Having obtained my visa ($30 + a $1 surcharge for Sundays!) and filled in all the tedious forms, I was in. To get into Vientiane itself (the capital of Lao) I took a taxi - not only was the Toyota very old (no front seat belts!) it also had the steering wheel on the wrong side!

Vientiane is quite a pleasant place. For a capital city, it's remarkably quiet, the traffic is moderate and slow, and it's an easy place to walk around. Being a former French colony, there's a lot of French bread around too! A baguette sandwich for lunch made a pleasant change. They also have their own ugly version of the Champs Elysees and Arc de Triomphe too, though this is untypical of their architecture, some of which is French colonial. That Louang is their national symbol (in the background of the 2nd photo)
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Being on the Mekong, Vientiane has some very attractive sunsets. It is common for crowds to gather by the riverfront, eating snacks and drinking the decent national brew Beer Lao. It was while leaning over that my chair toppled over and I ended up on the ground, where I rolled over the edge into a bush! Nice photos though! (I suffer for my art)
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The National Museum is interesting, mainly for it's photos and exhibits on the various Indochina wars, and the Communist administration that took over post 1975. Lao was heavily bombed by the US during the Vietnam war, largely out of the eye of the outside world, 580,944 sorties dropping 2,093,100 tons of bombs!!! The museum reflects this suffering, but also goes for the standard Marxist 'victory for the proletariat' type of lingo, with lots of red flags and hammer and sickles. They stil have a polit bureau and 5 year plans, and yet...private businesses are everywhere, and all major bills (the visa, hotel, many restaurants etc) are charged in US dollars...My final evening I drew out some 'Kip' from an ATM (they've just arrived) and enjoyed a beautiful French meal (delicious beef casserole with lots of fresh french bread followed by a scrummy chocolate pudding) washed down by a couple of glasses of vin rouge. It's a hard life...

The next day I flew to World Heritage site Louang Phabang the cultural and (former) royal capital, on their national airline Lao Airlines. London, New York, Tokyo and Sydney are 4 of the destinations that Lao don't fly to, they have a tiny fleet, and have had a ropey safety record in the past. I made sure I was in one of their western planes (their also have some Chinese aircraft) as these seem to be ok... Vientiane airport was agreeably old fashioned, my bag was weighed on a set of scales, then carried out the back, while there seemed to be more people doing the hand luggage screens than in the whole of Gatwick airport!

The flight was uneventful, and I was soon exploring a new Lao city, further up the Mekong river. Louang is very attractive, having lots of narrow streets with Buddhist monasteries, and stylish colonial architecture. The former Royal palace (they were exiled in 1977 to a remote province and subsequently died) is now an attractive museum. Wat Xiang Thong dates from 1560.
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In the centre of the town is Phou Si (sacred hill), climbing this is an essential part of a visit here, but it was hot!!! Sweat was pouring off my face by the time I reached the top - I've been in temperatures averaging 35 degrees for several weeks now, but it still is painful! June is the hot season around here fading into the wet season. As a result of this, not many tourists tend to come here during this time. Louang clearly is gearing itself to tourists, but in the off season, is very quiet. My guest house was empty, most restaurants and cafes had hardly any customers, and the large tourist night market selling handicrafts had a lot more stalls than customers...

I went to a cultural show and dinner one evening. Until 2 other people turned up just before it started, I was the only one there! The show was enjoyable, slightly amateurish, but in an endearing way, and the food was interesting and in vast proportions! (I guess they had hoped more people would turn up). The 2 women on the other table had a lucky escape, when the overloaded boat they were riding in up river hit a rock and sank, the 11 (foreign) passengers on board swimming to an island in the middle of the Mekong, a reminder of the lax safety standards in these parts...
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For a change of scenery, I took a private trip out to see a couple of hill tribes. On the way we visited a pineapple farm. I did my "Man from Del Monte" taste test and was happy to say yeh! Unlike farms geared up to foreign supermarkets or canners, the pineapples here are simply picked as required when ripe, and taken into town for sale. They are delicious, though I left the fruit I was given to the guest house staff, a bit big to eat on my own!
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Other things are brought into town also, below are pigs being driven up the steps from the riverbank!
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Moving on up the dirt road we reached some hill tribe villages, several of the Khmu people (they settled here before the Lau people, and are from Cambodia) and one of the Hmong (who left Mongolia for warmer climes). The Hmong have animist beliefs, and still use a Shaman to ward off evil spirits. They live on the ground, whereas the Khmu people who came from river areas live in stilt houses. It was interesting how different houses could be in a village, those with more money had much nicer places than the poorer people. I was surprised how many stares and puzzled looks I got from the children, and even some of the adults, clearly they see very few foreign visitors, by comparison with say Thailand's Hill Tribes.
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While in Louang I went out of my way to try some of the Lao cuisine, which was quite interesting. Examples include :-
Bamboo stuffed with pork
Laap, a spicy mixture of meat or fish (can be raw or cooked, the latter in my case!) with greens, herbs and spices
Spicy papaya salad
A strange dried crispy weed!
This is eaten with sticky rice (rolled up in balls and eaten with the hand)

Despite all this (I know you shouldn't eat salad in such countries!) I survived, without too much subsequent discomfort, though I always carried a toilet roll with me, just in case!

I was quite sorry to leave Lao, I liked the people and the country, despite the real poverty that exists (outside of Vientiane and Louang). Hopefully, the communist regime will let democracy in, and many of the exiles will return, as many of Lao's best people have left, or were forced out. A few images to sum up the country

Protection for motorcyclists. Sun protection that is...
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View of Louang Phabang from Phou Si
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And finally, a balanced diet, pineapple and beer! That's a 640ml bottle for info, not a tiny pineapple...
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Mike

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Hello Thailand

Hello again
From Penang I flew to Bangkok. As well as Thailand, I intend to spend some time in Laos and Cambodia, though sadly due to time constraints not Vietnam, which will have to wait for another trip (I'l have to wait until I'm n-n-n-n-nineteen!)

The bus from Bangkok airport into town immediately sets the tone, as you quickly get stuck in terrible traffic jams, though being inside the air con bus, I at least didn't have to breathe in the fumes. Bangkok desperately needs better public transport and car control measures - it's interesting how new most of the cars are, they are a lot smarter than those of Malaysia, the difference being that a lot more of them are on borrowed money - during the last Asian currency crisis, most of the cars were returned to the dealers!

On a previous trip to Bangkok, the hotel my tour company put me in was ridiculously far out, a long way from everywhere, with only stray dogs for company, so I made sure I stayed in the centre, in Banglamphu, which is convenient for many of the sights, and quite lively. Indeed, it is a very backpackerish, the whole area is geared up to Western tourists and the long term 'traveller' drop out types...My hotel had a channel showing the French Open tennis, so far Roland Garros was easily won the battle over the local nightlife!

Thailand is famous for it's Buddhist temples, and Bangkok has many of the most famous.
The reclining Buddha at Wat Pho
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The Golden Buddha at Wat Traimit (this is 3m tall, weights 5.5 tons and is solid gold!)
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Wat Phra Kaeo at the Grand Palace
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Dusit Maha Prasat at the Grand Palace
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Wat Arun
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By contrast, the early 20th century Anantasamakhom Throne Hall is in Italian Renaissance architectural style, and with it's lavish decor and Italian marble, very impressive if unnecessarily extravagant perhaps...
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The National Museum is very informative on the country's past (lots of wars against Burma) and the history of the Royal family, though somewhat vague on the turbulent 20th century, the period when democracy came in, then went out, then came back...It also had an exhibition of the King's paintings. He painted them in his younger days (a long time ago), and I was pleasantly surprised, as they were rather good. Many of them were of the Queen, an attractive lady...

To get around Bangkok, I generally walked, annoyingly the Metro and Skytrain still haven't reached the centre. You see a lot this way, but it's not pleasant, the heat, the traffic, the terrible pollution...luckily there's always plenty of places where you can buy a drink, and cold Milo includes a free England football player card, with a hologrammatic image showing 3 players! A picture of Gary Neville, just what I always wanted...

I was quite glad to get out of Bangkok, as I took the train to Kanchanaburi for a couple of days, a 3 hour journey. The train was 3rd class, with wooden seats, but had fully adjustable air conditioning, i.e. opening windows! As these open right down, you get a nice breeze and an unrestricted view of the sights (and smells) outside. Perfect for taking photos as well.
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Kanchanaburi though a pleasant place now (ahhh fresh air) has a terrible history, as it is here that the base for the construction of the Death railway was located. This was built during WWII by Allied POWs and local slave labour, as the Japanese wanted a railway to link Thailand and Burma, and took a terrible toll. In appalling conditions, 16000 POWs and an estimated 100000 Asians died. People died because of sickness, malnutrition and exhaustion, with terrible beatings and torture inflicted on them. The attached has more info.
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Walking around the Allied cemetry in Kachanaburi is a desperately moving experience, the terrible waste of young life, and the horrible, painful deaths they must have endured. The attached has an explanation of the Japanese mentality at the time.
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Taking the Death railway out of Kanchanaburi, you soon pass over the famous "Bridge over the River Kwai" (it's doesn't actually go over the River Kwai), which is now a major tourist sight. When trains aren't passing over, the bridge is filled with tourists, photographing each other on it.
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The train wasn't that busy for much of the journey, but filled up for the 'highlight' of the trip, as people piled out of tour buses to ride over the infamous Wang Po viaduct
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Trains now only run over part of the original railway, walking along some disused rail brought a lump to the throat when one visualised the events of 60 years ago
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On a lighter note, the World War II museum in Kachanaburi has a curious selection of exhibits, and a strange collection of buildings. In one building, the ground floor shows photographs of Thai soliders, some preparing for Vietnam, yet in the room immediately above is a giant mural of 30 Miss Thailands! Being a keen art lover, I gave this significant work appropriate time...my favourite was 1964's, who incidentally went on to become Miss Universe that year
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Returning to the sombre them of much of this email, my thoughts go out to the people of Yogyakarta, after the terrible earthquake there. When planning my initial itinerary for this trip, I had planned to go there (it's a major Indonesian cultural centre). My thoughts also go out to the Australian troops trying to sort out the mess in East Timor. A couple of months ago I met an English guy who was about to fly there on holiday - he likes adventurous travel, and yes there's a Lonely Planet to East Timor. Myself, I'm back in Bangkok, and off to Laos next, so I've started on the Malaria tablets. Handily I was able to buy them in the local branch of Boots (a bit more trustworthy than some of the dodgy backstreet stores) - yes they're out here, though I don't think they accept Advantage Cards!

Mike

Goodbye Malaysia...

Hello again
When I last emailed, I had just arrived in Georgetown, on the Malaysian island of Penang. My journey into town from the airport was in some style, as the taxi wasn't the usual Proton Saga (frowsy 80s box on wheels) but a stretched lwb version - visualise a lwb Austin Maestro or Ford Orion and you get the picture!

Georgetown has a lot of colonial history, and it also has many well preserved Chinese shophouses, with their covered 6 foot walkways. It's not an easy place to walk around though, as these walkways are usually blocked by parked motor bikes and cars, cafe tables and shop goods, so you end up in the road dodging manic motor bikes and trying not to fall in the open drains, which smell pretty grim and have several rats in them...

On a happier note, there is much to see as well. One highlight is the Kek Lok Si temple, a massive Buddhist complex with it's famous pagoda of 10000 buddhas and the new 30m statue of the Avalokitesvara (Goddess of Mercy) made by a Chinese aerospace firm, perhaps it flies as well! A bit commercialised (so many hawker stalls on the route to the entrance, and various stalls selling tat inside, but impressive nethertheless.
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Other highlights include the stunning Cheong Fatt Tze mansion, created by it's owner, the so called "Rockefeller of the East", known as the last Mandarin and the first Chinese tycoon, a fine Burmese Buddist temple and a giant reclining Buddha (there's a certain amount of competition to have the largest standing, reclining etc Buddha, I guess churches compete on their overall size and height of nave, while mosques compete on their size and number/height of minarets?)
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I also took a 30 minute funicular railway ride up to the top of Penang Hill, but it was misty so I couldn't see anything!

It is always nice to eat with the locals, away from the tourists, and on my last night I indeed managed to go this. The restaurant was a western one, full of locals (Chinese and Indians) but the steak was nice (from NZ, I personally inspected most of their cows when I was there, and not one suspicious moo hinting at mad cow disease) and the red wine made a nice change!

I had intended to travel across to the east coast of mainland Malaysia, which is the most Malay (and devout) part of the country, then cross the land border into south east Thailand, but had been concerned about security issues in this area - this part of Thailand is majority Muslim and there are terrorists wanting to split apart from Thailand and join Malaysia. My mind was made up, when in the week I was in the area, 2 border policemen were shot, and several bystanders injured in a by no means isolated incident. As I had on a previous trip travelled on the west coast train to Bangkok, I bought a cheap flight and flew instead...

An interesting country Malaysia, with it's ethnic mix and colonial background. And despite previous tensions between the Malays (who have the political jobs) and the Chinese (who have the economic power and wealth) the country holds together pretty well, and is to be congratulated for it's religious freedom. The country went through a period a few years ago when the English language was sidelined, but this was reversed as it meant the country losing a key advantage over it's SE Asian rivals. You see adverts everywhere for University courses including study in the UK, and you see English football everywhere - seeing local people in England shirts is very odd! Indeed I'm sure the previous anti English posture was reversed when the UK government promised the Malaysian prime minister a signed David Beckham shirt

Mike