Sunday 4th May
We are now in
Penang, safely ensconced in cosy little Straits Quay marina, in the middle of a
not-so-cosy swanky big shopping centre.
All went well
along the way; the tide and currents were with us, there were very few fishing
nets to trap unwary sailors, the sun shone (mercilessly…) and we set a spanking
pace.
We went through a
whole lot of fish attractors and fishing boats, all congregated in the one
area, and then within another hour or so we were cruising into Penang.
Last night we went
to Wonderland Seafood, in downtown Kuah, for a big birthday dinner – Phil the
Sailor was celebrating a birthday. Pete
and I had envisaged a very quiet early night, with maybe an early snack on the cool,
quiet, Yacht Club verandah but no! It
was a noisy, busy dinner, with ten of us* reunited and very happy to be
so. Our taxi driver dropped us off and
said, “This is Wonderland. It is not so
wonderful,” in gloomy tones. But in fact
it was great! Cheryl and I had steamed
fish with nyonya sauce and it was just fabulous! We sat next to each other and hugged our
fake-Prada bags and I felt rich beyond my wildest imaginings because I had NOT lost
my money, my visacard, my iPhone, my modem… (And because I was with Cheryl who
is so very wonderful…)
Pete, BirthdayPhil, Marguerite |
When we were in
Billion supermarket yesterday I filled the counter with foof food FOOD. Lots of cans, bottles (soursop** cordial -
how delicious!!) cheese, apples etc etc.
Billion is reasonably modern but it is still very labour intensive, and
the counter isn’t automated so the poor shop assistant has to push and lug the
groceries towards the packing boy. I
filled the space as best I could until she said, slightly agitated, STOP! Apparently I had put my baked beans in front
of the scanner…
Would you have
recognised this as a scanner??
We had a taxi,
with a very cheery driver, to take us hither and yon. Traffic leading away front the marina was
speedy and easy; coming back the other way it was a nightmare. It would have taken at least thirty minutes
to cover the three or four kilometers.
We could have walked…but it was HOT.
Our driver had a solution – a back road!
He was an older man, luckily for us, and he told us that this narrow,
winding, overgrown little road had been the main Kuah highway until 1955. The younger drivers don’t know about it,
apparently. We were totally enchanted –
old houses! Authentic dwellings! Right behind Billion, for heaven’s sake!
This was our very
last day in Kuah; how sad if we had never seen this charming back road!
Back in Cremorne (Tasmania, Australia,) my darling Wakefield family
members are playing Oh Hell…and getting ready to go back to school (all four of
them!) tomorrow…I miss them so much but…I don’t think this trip down the coast
of Malaysia would provide them with as many opportunities for fun and waterplay
as beautiful Langkawi…
Penang is wonderful but…crowded, polluted, just a bit dirty… Straits
Quay marina is clean, shiny, efficient but…no pool, no hornbills, no jungle
trail…
* Adagio, Sylvia
May, Kularoo, Allikat, 2XS – all five from the original Indonesian rally which
left Darwin last year on July 27th
** custard apple –
but isn’t soursop a wonderful word??
Soursop is indeed a wonderful word; and Pee is a lovely endearment for Pete haha!
ReplyDeleteThanks Jacqui - have fixed this! Keep up the proofreading; I need you and Misty!
ReplyDeleteYou do a great job. It's so easy to make squillions of mistakes when you're typing!
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