TinyWOrld

Feeling hungry as I reached the first few villages, I decided to stop at the sundry shop in this Orang Asli village. I bought a pack of instant noodles and chatted with the "lady boss." Apparently, there were a few open houses today. "There is one just down the road," she told me. Without hesitation, I invited myself there. ​I saw some people gathering at a house on a small hill and asked them if there was any food. They kindly invited me in. Although they were already finishing and washing up, they still managed to prepare a plate for me, chicken, rice, and vegetables. Later, a man came over with rice wrapped in a leaf, which he said was padi bukit cooked in bamboo. The grains were larger and the texture was less starchy. ​I later found out it was a wedding celebration. I managed to congratulate the groom, who was 25 years old. I didn’t get a chance to meet the bride, as she had gone into town. Jeff, the homeowner sitting in front of me, came over to chat. He used ...

It is about the right time to get back in the saddle, as one of these days, carbon energy is definitely going to be depleted. ​Actually, that’s not the real reason. Despite the many times I’ve been in Ipoh town, this is the very first time I'm exploring this charming town at night by bicycle. The slow pace allows me to peek into back lanes and hidden restaurants. Take this one outlet, for example from the outside, it looks exactly like an old Chinese pawn shop counter. It’s brightly lit, but no one is at the counter. Only later did I find the side entrance to the bar and restaurant. ​Every row of streets has a place like this. Each has its own unique style ranging from modern to ancient themes. The back lanes have their own vibes, offering places to hang out on low chairs and tables while sipping a cup of coffee. ​However, in my opinion, two things are missing comfort and beer. The latter I don't need to explain. As for the former it’s a hot night, and the owners should provide...