Ipoh is officially food capital of the world—well, my world anyway. Honestly, I could live there and just eat, get really fat, explode, get repaired and eat some more. Fucking unbelievable gastronomic treats in that city. On the downside, where were the girls? We went to three different places and there were no chicks. A lot of Indian men, and a few old Chinese geezers, swilling the brew, but no chicks to be found. Sad really.On the plus side though, we did get to see some phenomenal looking lady-boys in action last night. I've got to say, if I were really hammered, I'd mistake those things for chicks—seriously. And no, I'm not fucking gay.
Anyway, the trip is still going rather well. I took off to the highlands today (Cameron Highlands to be exact) and so far, it's wonderful. It's not hot, the sun is obscured in clouds and mist and it's rather cheap. Scored what seems to be a rather hopping hostel, so my hopes are high for tonight. I'm going to buy a liter of Thai whisky, some Coke, pay the corking fee and get fucking hammered. With any luck, I'll be able to trek tomorrow. Also, with any luck, it won't be pissing down rain. If it's raining, I'll just eat Indian food and drink tea all day. I can't say I'd complain about that.
Anyway, the trip is still going rather well. I took off to the highlands today (Cameron Highlands to be exact) and so far, it's wonderful. It's not hot, the sun is obscured in clouds and mist and it's rather cheap. Scored what seems to be a rather hopping hostel, so my hopes are high for tonight. I'm going to buy a liter of Thai whisky, some Coke, pay the corking fee and get fucking hammered. With any luck, I'll be able to trek tomorrow. Also, with any luck, it won't be pissing down rain. If it's raining, I'll just eat Indian food and drink tea all day. I can't say I'd complain about that.
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