Saturday, April 12, 2014

Day 86- I Love When A Grown Man Pedals Me Around On An Oversized Tricycle.

Due to the ill effects of either the street food, jumbo beers, or some combination of the two from the night before, Colleen and I both slept in and were not feeling particularly hot when we woke up.  To make matters worse, I discovered in the newspaper that morning that we had missed a free performance the previous the day from everyone's favorite South Korean pop star, Psy.  Yes, Psy, the Youtube legend himself was in town and we missed it. Damn it!  Fearing street food for the time being, we opted to play it safe and have, you guessed it, SUBWAY for breakfast! 

Everyone loves Psy!
 
Happy Chinese New Year!

Just like at Winner's.


Penang's less glamorous side.

 

We decided we were going to run the full gauntlet of tourism activities that day, so after inhaling our subs we ventured out into the stifling Malaysian heat.  Being the ever diligent walker that I am, I forced Colleen to navigate the city on my foot with me, although as the drink breaks became more and more frequent we eventually caved and hopped on the free tourist bus that does a loop of the city.  We were attempting to head towards the UNESCO world heritage site and historic downtown  area of Penang, George Town.    Being the ever-pathetic navigator that I am, I somehow led us to get off at the wrong stop on a bus that is supposed to make such things easy for tourists.  This is turn led to the two of us having to hike over a kilometer to our first official stop of the day, Fort Cornwallis.  Colleen and I did the requisite quick self-guided tour, grabbed a few pictures and then made the executive decision that getting some ice cream was the far more satisfying thing to do.

Not as exciting as this picture would have you believe.

Outside Fort Cornwallis.

My fair lady!


Sadly our run of picking bad tourist sites didn't end there as we next stumbled upon the  "House of Yeap Chor EE", which with a $4 admission price, seemed like a fair price to pay for some air conditioning at this point.  Not surprisingly, the exhibits themselves were quite boring and I never did manage to figure out who the hell the guy was.  I assume he was some kind of prominent local business man, but why they turned his former residence into a shrine I will never know.  I can only assume that this was of moderate interest to the Chinese tourists, but alas I shall never know.

Most exciting house ever.
Colleen clearly loves it.
 


Keeping with the theme of Chinese tourism, we next stumbled upon one of many local temples, which as expected was quite busy with people celebrating the Chinese New Year.  Having had enough of walking in the sweltering heat, Colleen and I decided that another form of transportation was in order: the trishaw!  The trishaw (pictured below) is basically an oversized backwards tricycle that has a pedal-powered driver on the back and can accommodate a couple of passengers in the front.  We quickly negotiated a price of 40RM ($13 Canadian) with a driver who appeared to be on the plus side of seventy years old.  Between my vacation-sized ass and Colleen, the two of us could barely fit in the seat and we were both feeling bad for our driver who was having some trouble pedaling the two of us around.  In fact, the old man had to keep getting off the bike to push it!  I was going to offer to switch places with him but then I remembered that I was a lazy oinker and nixed that idea.  Our limo trishaw driver gave us a great hour-and-a-half tour of the city, although we could only understand about fifteen percent of the words coming out of his toothless mouth.  One unique thing that really stood out were these graffiti style paintings that were randomly placed around the downtown core (see below).  Each painting would incorporate something from its surroundings, whether it be a motor bike, window covering, or something else that was present in the area.  The paintings were obviously quite popular and well known as each one usually had a group of tourists nearby waiting to snap some pictures.

Colleen and our friendly, toothless driver/slave.


Poor guy has to push US around!


By the ninety minute mark I was starting to feel bad for our driver and thankfully he dropped us by the Chew Jetty.  I can only assume his back was feeling terrific that evening.  The best part about the Chew Jetty was our discovery of freezies for the first time in Asia.  Yes, glorious, glorious freezies!  As had become the norm in Malaysia and Singapore, we got our daily afternoon rain storm and Colleen and I quickly made our way to the bus stop.  After waiting over thirty minutes for the "Fifteen Minute Bus" my cheap ass eventually caved to Colleen's wishes and we got a cab.  One thing we noticed in our first couple of days in Penang was that all of the cabs are metered, but none of them actually use their meters.  So be warned travelers, if you find yourself in Penang make sure to bargain your price before the cab starts moving.  
Best discovery of the day; definitely freezies.




 


 




 
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Since we had such a good time the night before at the Red Garden Food Paradise, we decided why not do it again.  While we passed on the "Claypot Frog Porridge", we did manage to secure ourselves some excellent teriyaki chicken and steak complimented by a bucket of double-sized Carlsberg beers; and not to mention a table beside a group of dudes who had a combined tooth total of 6 between the five of them and were just getting absolutely shittered!  Being the gluttons that we are though, that was not enough and we had to dial up a round of watermelon and mangoes for our second course.  Oh, and then waffles and ice cream on our third go round to send us into a full on food and beer coma.  Heavenly bliss!

Sounds promising.


Course one of three.

~Brentski~

 
 

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