2
nights in Songkhla City, wondering around, went to the beach.
Drink Singha, ate local food and observed the city. It may
sound boring for some, but I was grateful that we were spending
some quality time together. Bb (my ex) needed a break from her boss,
and I needed to rest before I start my career as an on-the-dole
civil servant.
There
were not much foreigners in town, though we did see bars
catering for tourists. We gave them a miss and walked around
the city, stopping for Chinese Temples (Ma Zu), eating Zhi
Char (imagine the quantity of Kway Teow was lesser than
the quantity of pork, 25B), Pad Thai (the best I had so
far) and Tim Sum (Why the hell are we eating this in Songkhla?).
The town was so slacken and turned us lazy as well. Thoughts
of staying for another day floated but we dropped it. We
also want a piece of Penang as well.
Third
day came and we got back to Hat Yai, southern Thailand major
transport hub. Took a mini-van and cost 20B. Alighted at
the train station and got a bus ticket back to Penang (Cathay
Guest House) for 200B. Looks nice and cozy where they sell
beer and watch BBC in the lounge, amid jams in Hat Yai.
All these came before the problems in southern thailand,
which everybody avoided soon after problems arises (including
the bus loads of Malaysians checking out the cheap sleaze).
Penang
was routine. We walked around and ate as much as possible.
Afterall, it is famous for wonderful food. There was some
difficulty in finding accommdation as it was a weekend and
we stayed in a lousy hotel called Oriental. The ride across
the Penang ferry was fun though. |
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A
tourist must. A picture with the bronze mermaid in Songkhla
beach. Though it was very well-maintained, it is no doubt
an important step to show that you been to Songkhla. Bb (my ex) was
yawning while I forced her to take this picture. |
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Tourist
picture 2. Me outside Songkhla post office, posing in front
of the City map. |
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Pp and
Bb (my ex) had coke in the room. Nothing to do, thus we made use
of the wonderful timer function to snap some pictures. Dont
ask me why I was topless, though I don't think you would
care. |
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Bb (my ex) with
one of the dogs in Amsterdam guesthouse. One of the many
wandering cats and dogs in the vicinity. Always wandering
around waiting for food. I dreamt of being one of them as
well. |
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Bb (my ex) posed
in front of Amsterdam guesthouse. There were stacks of travel
literature for your pleasure reading. I can easily spent
a month there if I can afford the time. |
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Posing
on the king size bed just before we left the guesthouse.
This habit has become our norm and you will see similar
scenes for other travel adventures. |
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At Hat
Yai railway station. Its a major railway station which continues
up north to Bangkok and goes down south to Butterworth,
Kuala Lumpur and Singapore. We had a nice lunch of pig spare
parts soup and we saw chinese traces in town. Not to mention
the Malaysian tour buses with registration numbers starting
with "K" (Kedah). "Buying mushrooms",
I suppose. |
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Back in
Malaysia. Malaysian check-point at Bukit Kayu Hitam (Black
Wood Hill). Opposite was Sadao, Thailand. Immigration officers
lazily waved us past without checking our bags. |
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Nice evening
view we had when we were on the ferry to Penang island.
We were hungry though. |
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We came
to Georgetown and met an Indian procession. Up till now,
I still don't know what this is but we saw a lot of Indians
in the area (at the junction of Jalan Penang and Lebuh Chuila).
The big red gadget reminds me of a flower. |
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