Written by Doug
Friday, 26 October 2007
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Cats! (and other long running shows)
If you don't like to give money to beggars, don't sit in the alfresco area of a Starbucks in Penang.
I know, I know - what the hell were we doing at a Starbucks in Malaysia? You don't travel halfway 'round the world to an exotic city famous for its variety of ethnic cuisines to patronise an outlet famous for its oppressingly uniform contribution to globalisation. You can do that at home, right? No matter where home might be!
It's just that I like coffee. Amber doesn't drink the stuff at all, but I'm partial to a cup or two a day. The local coffee is great. Here in Malaysia the beans aren't roasted - they're fried in butter and sugar. Then they're served in a variety of ways from the standard black kopi o to Indian versions with spicy masalas rich with condensed milk. But I've been drinking them for three months now, so when I spied the Starbucks at Prangin Mall I was overcome with nostalgia for a homestyle latté or capuccino. Mau wasn't averse to a muffin or slice of cheesecake either, so we headed over.
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Written by Amber
Monday, 22 October 2007
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Random notes
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These statements may not constitute actual truth, but they are faithful record of what I have observed during our travels.
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Last Updated on Tuesday, 21 September 2010 |
Written by Amber
Thursday, 18 October 2007
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Tinkerbell lives in Tanah Rata
I can almost hear the chorus of resounding slaps from jungle-ophiles everywhere, but honesty requires the admission that I was a little disappointed by Taman Negara, peninsular Malaysia's largest national park. Before we'd even left Australia it was the first place I pointed to in our guidebook and announced to Doug "We have to go there, it sounds amazing".
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Last Updated on Tuesday, 21 September 2010 |
Written by Amber
Tuesday, 16 October 2007
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It has been two months since we managed to get ourselves onto a plane Singapore-bound. We've spent most of that time traipsing around peninsular Malaysia. From time to time we've managed to post some pictures or tell a story about some of the beautiful places we've seen. Occasionally we even post a little video that Doug slaves over – anyone who remembers my old blog knows that I can't edit video to save my life.
Naturally posts haven't kept up with adventures, so you'll be seeing much here that's of a retrospective nature. Aside from that, lately I've been lamenting that we've lost the personal aspects of the dreaming track, somewhere in all the gorgeous beaches, rainforests, monkeys and mosques. There's not much in our recent posts that can totally reassure you that we have not been possessed by touristically inclined robot intelligences. If we still have regular readers (I'm pretty sure there are at least a couple!) then I can imagine you saying “Where's the human interest?!” and “Who are these people again?” or maybe “This is a bit like Aunt Beryl's slide show nights” and so on and so forth.
With this in mind, I thought I had better write a post about what the last two months have felt like and what's “the haps” from here with these two dreaming track kids on a personal level...
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Last Updated on Tuesday, 21 September 2010 |
Written by Doug
Friday, 12 October 2007
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Festival of the Nine Emperor Gods, Tanah Rata, Malaysia
Here's some pics from the opening ceremony of the Festival of the Nine Emperor Gods in Tanah Rata. I don't mean to be in any way disrespectful, but that's some serious body piercing! The participant in the last photo executed about six swift revolutions, intentionally dashing the end of his - um - accoutrement onto the road surface on each turn. I knew this type of obeisance was practiced in Hindu ceremonies, but had no idea it was also to be found in Taoism...
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Last Updated on Tuesday, 21 September 2010 |
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