The Diary
I went for a walk to the old Dutch Fort, the carved stone and the town and sent some cards and letters. Oz hired a bike and tried the Tour de Pangkor. I retired to the beach to be joined by Oz later on. It must be the low season - 3 people on several km of beach and not a seller in sight.
Another run, this time it was a bit hotter, and we had our evening meal at the same place as yesterday. It may be expensive but it's the only decent restaurant. Supply and demand rears it's ugly head.
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29th March 1992 Day 253
The Diary
Checked out and went to the bus stop. The bus went straight past. We managed to hitch a lift with the owner to the bus station where we caught up with the bus. The Regal Bus Company was less than that. The bus was so old it probably outdated the Model T, the seats were so close together they would have cramped a small Indonesian, the conductor and driver had a running argument (about the standard of driving as far as I could tell) and the journey took 2 hours to cover the windy 60km to Tapah. "We survived" said a fellow squashed traveller as we arrived. I couldn't have agreed more.
We changed to our Express Bus to Lumut. A rather more luxurious affair with Predator on the video. As with Dances with Wolves it was cut off just before the climax. At Lumut we caught the ferry across to Pangkor Island and then a minibus to the far side. The Wheeler recommended accommodation was crap and over-priced. We hunted around but everything else was over-priced. We eventually discovered the "Standard" huts. A bit better than Pangkor Anchor and marginally more expensive. Then it was time for food - we hadn't eaten all day - but unfortunately the choice of restaurants was limited and surprise, surprise, over-priced.
I did some running before retiring to the A-frame hut and "Roots" for the night. I could do with some 'roots' at the moment but I don't think I could get too excited over Oz. That's Beth's territory!
2012
This is what I was listening to on my Sony Walkman. Bought it cheap on a whim in Malaysia, hadn't heard of the band. Thought it was brilliant and still do. Oz thought it was noisy. Shame it was the only decent album they did.
Checked out and went to the bus stop. The bus went straight past. We managed to hitch a lift with the owner to the bus station where we caught up with the bus. The Regal Bus Company was less than that. The bus was so old it probably outdated the Model T, the seats were so close together they would have cramped a small Indonesian, the conductor and driver had a running argument (about the standard of driving as far as I could tell) and the journey took 2 hours to cover the windy 60km to Tapah. "We survived" said a fellow squashed traveller as we arrived. I couldn't have agreed more.
We changed to our Express Bus to Lumut. A rather more luxurious affair with Predator on the video. As with Dances with Wolves it was cut off just before the climax. At Lumut we caught the ferry across to Pangkor Island and then a minibus to the far side. The Wheeler recommended accommodation was crap and over-priced. We hunted around but everything else was over-priced. We eventually discovered the "Standard" huts. A bit better than Pangkor Anchor and marginally more expensive. Then it was time for food - we hadn't eaten all day - but unfortunately the choice of restaurants was limited and surprise, surprise, over-priced.
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| Oz trying to look alluring in out A frame hut |
2012
This is what I was listening to on my Sony Walkman. Bought it cheap on a whim in Malaysia, hadn't heard of the band. Thought it was brilliant and still do. Oz thought it was noisy. Shame it was the only decent album they did.
Labels:
1992,
Malaysia,
March,
Pangkor Island
Location:
Pangkor Island, Pangkor, Perak, Malaysia
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