Well we survived
the Jungle Railway*
and we tucked up in an obscure hotel (the Tropicana…) in Gemas, an obscure little town in the heart of Malaysia.
and we tucked up in an obscure hotel (the Tropicana…) in Gemas, an obscure little town in the heart of Malaysia.
We left Tanah Rata
at 8.30, crammed into a fifteen seater van with fifteen very squashed people – some
of them VERY large – and all of them with luggage… Halfway down the road, the back door opened
and – oh no – backpacks hurtled out behind us… We got the packs back but the owners
were deeply unhappy and could be seen gently stroking their packs, with looks
of dismay and distress.
We caught the bus at Gua Musang, with 6 minutes to spare, and got to Gemas at 7pm. This may not sound exhausting but - it is!!
We caught the bus at Gua Musang, with 6 minutes to spare, and got to Gemas at 7pm. This may not sound exhausting but - it is!!
Today we have to
catch two local buses to get ourselves to Molucca/Melaka. No time to write more; we have to dash about,
dragging our bags behind us.
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