The art to travelling well, is to travel light, and these darned cases became the bane of our lives.
How I came to dread carting them around.
Butterworth Ferry, this became torturous…
They’ve been hauled up and down endless flights of steps and steep slopes in relentless, punishing heat.
Dragged across ramps to access boats and ferries.
Bounced on one wheel, usually backwards, through markets, the only way through to the bus stations….
crushed into coaches,
ragged up and down escalators,
As time went by they became heavier and more cumbersome. They blocked entrances on crowded local buses, rocked light boats and tumbled down flights of stairs. They rolled around shuttles and buses, developing an uncanny will of their own. The amount of times we had to recover the dratted things was unbelievable!
How they still have wheels and handles is a mystery to me. How we didn’t lose them, or deliberately abandon them is far more remarkable! I couldn’t even sit on them, didn’t dare to break a camera lens…or my wildlife cammie.
Blood, sweat and tears were involved while carting them around Malaysia, and kicking them became a pleasurable habit.
Never. Ever. Again!
Aboard a speedboat heading to Taman Negara.
So, all in all, our travelling involved three planes, one train, three coaches, four mini-buses, three local buses, one monorail, three ferries, one boat, fifteen water taxis, six taxis, four speed boats, four cable cars, thirty shuttles and one duck.
That one duck sure was fun!
The train to Penang from Kuala Lumpur.
Despite the dreaded luggage, the travelling was a bonus and became enlightening. Instead of the trip being disjointed and separated by flights, places flowed seamlessly into each other and view after breathtaking view presented itself. You get a real feel for how the locals live, for better or worse when travelling as the locals do. You also get a genuine feel for the country and it’s culture.
A coach from Melaka to Kuala Lumpur.
Now, I’m home!
Seventeen gnat bites, thirty eight mosquito bites, two leech bites, innumerable blisters on hands and feet, two possible cases of sunstroke, a sunburnt chin?!? a suspected fractured little toe, when the suitcase rolled over it… and a couple of food poisoning incidences later, I finally have a chance to reflect upon our adventures.
Travel light….and…book decent hotels!!!
Some have been awful, yet others have been simply outstanding, so those deserve a huge shout out! Here’s three that are exceptional, in terms of friendly, helpful staff, great accommodation, excellent service and good food.
If you find yourself here, this hotel is a must, especially if you like being spoilt!
If you want to experience how royalty are treated, stay here.
A stunning location, the place to be if you love being pampered.
oddly enough, we didn’t get lost once while travelling through Malaysia. We pottered easily from one form of transport to another.
However, we ended our holiday in Singapore and cut through a shopping mall on route to the river.
Hand on heart, we roamed that hellhole for two hours, even the car park. Eventually I asked a security guy how to get out and he kindly allowed us to use the emergency exit, otherwise we’d still be in there!
A curse on all shopping malls, give me the jungle any day!