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Malaysian Overview

We left the delights of Thailand's islands on the 12th December and headed south across the Malay-Thai border in a minivan. After three ferry trips and several gruelling minibus rides we arrived at Georgetown on Penang island. Georgetown was the centre of British Colonial affairs in South East Asia for many years until Singapore became established. As such there is a certain historical interest to the place, and it's pleasantly tranquil. You can see all you need to see in Georgetown in about three hours (or less if you go up to the revolving restaurant). However, we gave it a day, then left for the Cameron Highlands. This is an old hill station 1560m above sea level complete with tea plantations, jungle treks and refreshingly cool air. We spent a couple of days here before proceeding south to scenes of civil unrest in the bustling capital Kuala Lumpur. We wanted to be in Cairns for Christmas, and it was getting close. We just had time for a few days in Singapore before leaving South East Asia behind.

Penang

We arrived in Penang just after dark, and were dropped at the En Ang hostel in the heart of town. We took a look at some of the rooms, and they were disgusting, so we walked up the Lebuh Chulia eventually settling at the excellent Cathay Hotel, a stately looking ex colonial mansion. It's a little faded inside, but adequately comfy. We dropped our gear and set off for food. Malaysia is a melting pot of different cultures and religions, principally Indian, Chinese and ethnic Malay, but also English, German and Japanese, not to mention Burmese and Thai. As such there is a very eclectic choice of cuisine. We were feeling nostalgic for a spot of Indian curry, and found ourselves diving into an underground place called the Kashmir. There was a live band in full swing performing shrieky Bollywood numbers. It was just like being back in Rajasthan. It was late by time we'd finished, and on the way back to the hotel the prostitutes were out dangling their legs all over the street. Then I heard them talking in deep baritone voices. Ugh, Lady Men!

Walkabout in Georgetown

Georgetown is one of the best places to take in well-preserved examples of Malaysia's colonial history. Georgetown was the site of the first British settlement in Malaysia, when Sir Francis Light, a wealthy merchant first raised the Union flag in 1786. He negotiated a lease on the island from the local Sultan in return for British Naval protection and £30,000 a year. The Sultan never got the promised protection, and soon became angered by the British presence. He sent the heavy mob round to get rid of these irritating foreigners, only to get badly beaten. The lease was reduced to £6000 a year. Penang soon grew to be the foremost British trading entrepot in South East Asia. However it's glory days were short lived as Singapore rose to prominence in the mid-1800s.

A gentle stroll round the city streets on a Sunday morning is a good way to take in the history without the bustle. Quaint Chinese 'shophouses' and temples can be found cheek by jowl with modern 5-star hotels. The esplanade is a good place to see some of the old fortifications (Fort Cornwallis). The Penang Art and History museum is worth a visit, especially since it's free, and more so because of its blissful air conditioning. The displays take you through the city's interesting history.

We took a bus out to Penang Hill (10km west of the centre), a local beauty spot. It's a bit too popular at the weekends, and we gave up on the idea of getting the funicular railway to the top of the hill. I tried to persuade Katie that we should walk, but she was having none of it. Instead, we visited the sprawling Kek Lok Buddhist temple nearby. It's a veritable religious 'Disneyland' approached from below via a maze of covered markets selling the 3 most unbelievable tat. The temple's buildings spread up the mountainside. They include wedding cake structures, like the 6 story pagoda and the overly ornate prayer hall. The place is still in a state of evolution. Kek Lok Temple
With it being our anniversary, we decided to splash out on an extravagant dinner in the revolving restaurant on the 15th floor of the Bayview Hotel. The menu isn't very inspiring, but the view makes it worthwhile and there is good quality live music.
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Cameron Highlands

The Cameron Highlands is a region of mountain villages and tea plantations that were carved out of the rainforest by the British in the 1880s. It is a picturesque and airy retreat from the oppressive lowland humidity.
Getting to the Cameron Highlands from Penang proved to be a bit of an ordeal, requiring three bus changes, and the prospect of spending the night in the unattractive industrial town of Ipoh. In hindsight, this might have been one trip where prior booking would have saved on grey hairs.
We took a room at the excellent Daniels Lodge, somewhat basic accommodation is made up for by a very friendly communal atmosphere. Its long verandah is the centre of life, where backpackers swap notes, play games, chat drink and smoke. "Have you been to mumbo jumbo, it's exxxcccelllent" ... "er no man, but I speak it fluently". Dreadlocks, pierced body parts and dyed hair are the norm.
A BACK PACKING ODE
You Travel the world on a shoestring
Just bumming your way around
You get what you can without paying
Rejecting what cannot be scrounged
You know it's a lonely planet
The whole world's after your money
But you're keeping what you've saved
And what you screwed out of mummy
(discovered on a notice board in Daniels Lodge)
Tea Plantations

The Cameron Highlands are one of the worlds major tea growing regions. Huge plantations stretch up the valley floor. We took a local bus to the village of Brinchang, from where we hiked for 4km through a seemingly endless maze of tea bushes to the centre of the Sungei Palas Tea estate. This estate is part of the enormous Boh tea company, established in the 1890's by a Brit, John Archibald Russel, known affectionately as 'Archie'. He arrived in Malaysia from Ceylon (now Sri Lanka) where his family had been running successful tea plantations for years. The tea bushes are clipped every 15 days or so, sometimes by hand, but more usually these days by an odd looking machine that looks like a lawnmower on stilts.

Boh Tea Plantation
Sungei Palas Tea Plantation

At the centre of the plantation, you walk past the wooden huts of the tea workers. They are well looked after these days. The factory is also at the centre, and you can you can take a tour, where a worker explains the process of curling and rolling the tea leaves to break down the sells before heating them in a large fan oven and fermenting them to achieve a rich flavour. The fermentation process is halted by a final blast of hot air, after which the tea is sorted into different grades and packaged. Needless to say, you can sample the product in the onsite cafe, and then buy the stuff from the shop.


Climbing Gunung Brinchang

Gunung Brinchang is one of the highest peaks in the Cameron Highlands, at 2000m it sounds like quite a trek, but when you start at 1700m it's actually quite an easy hike along a little used dead end road. The jungle-lined road leads up to a small radar station on top of the mountain. Look out for the fly trap plants that dissolve unwitting insects in a soup of enzymes and acid. There is a large watchtower at the top, which you can climb for spectacular views across the valleys. I tried taking a bearing on the village to help us on our way down through the jungle, but the compass needle veered erratically all over the place. Obviously the radar station was inducing some weird magnetic fields in the watchtower. We ate our packed lunch at the top before diving down into a hole in the tree line. We descended down a ridiculously steep muddy chute under the dark jungle canopy. It was a rough walk down, booby trapped with tree roots, loose rock and mud. We could hear the occasional eerie cry of monkeys as we piled through the woods. It took over an hour to reach the edge of Brinchang village, which we walked straight through towards Tanah Rata past the pristine golf course. There is a halfway point on this road that is well worth stopping at. Ye Old Smokehouse is a nineteenth century pub / hotel. It looks like it's been lifted straight out of Surrey and dumped in the middle of the jungle. The cream teas are absolutely fabulous, not to be missed.

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Kuala Lumpur

After the Cameron Highlands, we went to Kuala Lumpur, "I thought Kuala Lumpur was a mythical place where the Umpah Lumpahs lived!" Katie confessed on the coach. Katie learned her Geography from Charlie and the Chocolate factory you see. KL as it's usually referred to is a horrible place, a concrete jungle of slab fronted office blocks and urban freeways. Even in the so called colonial district, there is little to suggest that KL even existed pre 1960. About the most exciting thing was watching a minor stand off between the riot police and a crowd of demonstrators outside the High Court shouting for "Reformasi". Fortunately, we only stayed one day, quite enough. Riot police in Kuala Lumpur
KL's riot police

Singapore

Singapore was better than I thought it would be. We stayed at a flat belonging to a friend of Katie's which helped save on accommodation, which is just as well, since everything is very expensive here. The city is very orderly, uncannily so, a bit like it's run by robots or something. The government, as is well known, is very paternalistic, and likes to take a hands on approach to running everybody's life. Encouragingly, we did see some signs of rebelliousness in the local population. I saw a couple cross the street without using a pedestrian crossing, and I saw some lads sitting on the steps in the tube. There are government warnings everywhere threatening huge fines for minor indiscretions "Vandals will be caned and/or imprisoned". (I'm in favour of that one though), "No Litter, fine $1000", and "No explosive gases or liquids on the metro, fine $5000". That's a pretty expensive fart you've just let off mate...

Despite these draconian penalties, most citizens seem to be going about the place with big smiles on their faces. It must be the programming. We even found ourselves enjoying the place. They say 'It's so clean you could eat off the floor', which was just as well, since that's about all we could afford to do.

Shopping
Shopping is one of the major attractions if you have the cash. It's probably one of the best places in the world to pick up the latest electronic gadgetry at a fraction the price it would be back home. Orchard Street is the main drag, and we spent several hours there annoying the shop assistants by trying everything and buying nothing. Katie was deliriously happy trying on shoes with improbably high heels. "It's been so long since I've been able to wear nice shoes' she said as she slipped back into her Merrel hiking sandals.
I was more interested in the gadgets. Twelve months of travelling, and I felt like I'd just emerged from the Dark Ages as the forceful Mrs Wong demonstrated a portable DVD / CD player. There were video cameras the size of a matchbox linked up to other electronic wizardry by optic fibre, handheld PCs with awesome capacity. I had no intention of buying "I'll think about it", I said. But Mrs Wong was tenacious, "You no think, you buy". "$550 now or never last price" "You no find any better price anywhere in Singapore" she declared. I began to think this place wasn't much different from India, where the word 'no' does not exist.
The Raffles Hotel
The Raffles is 'probably the most famous hotel in Asia' - or so the blurb goes. It is more of a living museum than a hotel. It's a fine building, completed in 1835. It became a hotel in 1887, and was run by the Sarkie brothers, who went on to found numerous other hotels all over South East Asia. And today, it is one of the most exclusive hotels in the world. Genuine guests are kept well segregated from the hordes of sight seeing tourists like us. It is of course well known as the place where the Singapore sling was invented in 1915 by its famous barman Ngiam Tong Boon. The hotel bar was chock full of tourists who just had to have one. Demand was so high that the efficient bar staff had premixed huge jugs of the stuff.
Raffles Hotel
There is much else of historical interest to see in Singapore, including the old cricket club, more famous as an important colonial social institution than for its sporting achievements. There is the sugared white St. Andrews Cathedral, City Hall and a fine parliament building. Even the newer parts of the city are well designed, sensitively architected and easy to live with.
The most bizarre thing that happened to us in Singapore though was in Singapore zoo, where whilst watching the polar bear feeding session (what kind of a bastard keeps polar bears in the tropics???), we turned round to be confronted by Mark Walker, of LIFFE. It was like meeting Eamonn Andrews or something. You just don't expect these things. He was on his way to Australia too for an extended holiday.

Singapore was our final stop in South East Asia. We only had time for a couple of days before we had to grab flight QF62 to Cairns. "G'day an' welcome to the floight" said the chief steward, a swarthy bronzed bloke in a suit - welcome to the land of Oz.


You are reading the story of Adrian and Katie's travels through the India and the Far East between August 1998 and February 1999.
Adrian and Katie have put the rat race on hold for a year to travel the world.

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