Greetings from the
Guilin of Malaysia! You might not catch this geographic reference unless you are from China (note that nearly
25% of Malaysians trace their ancestry to China). We are very impressed by the "karst towers" surrounding Ipoh: sheer cliffs of stained limestone pocked with literally hundreds of caves. Over 70 of them are used as temples.
When we arrived to Ipoh we each experienced something different our first evening with our host families. After an afternoon nap to offset the previous late night packing, I went with my host parents to Ipoh's Little India and later, the Ipoh City & Country Club where we had a karaoke room that fit about a dozen people. A favorite band among Malaysians appears to be Air Supply from Australia. I was not familiar with those songs but able to sing along to John Denver, Abba, and Old MacDonald (for the kids with us).
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Ashley belts out a pop tune with host family and friends at KBox karaoke. |
The next day we traveled west toward Lumut to visit the campus of Outward Bound, an international not-for-profit organization that offers leadership courses based in outdoor experiences for youth and companies who send their staff for professional development. Their longest course lasts 25 days, which includes trekking, boating, and solo camping.
In the afternoon we shopped among souvenir stalls and succumbed to a craving for ice cream. We were also hosted for part of the afternoon at the home of Past President Saw Eng Thai, who used some kind of long-handled machete to saw off several fresh coconuts so we could enjoy some
cooling coconut water to stave off the afternoon heat and humidity. Such hospitality!
We spent the evening dining under a shelter from the rain, a restaurant where we were served course after course of seafood, including a variety of clam (I think), crab prepared two ways (we are not as efficient as our Malaysian hosts at shelling it), fish cooked and served whole (we are used to this now), and fish stomach soup (not used to this yet). There is a lot of finger food, but a sink to wash your hands is commonly found in the eating area, not just in the restaurant bathroom.
This morning I had my first taste of Old Town White Coffee from the original location. This has become a franchise now, but the franchise locations are reputedly not as good as the original.
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The GSE team enjoys a nice cold White Coffee with our friend Louis Foo. |
We had a walking heritage tour of Old Town Ipoh, which was influenced largely by the British. After lunch at the best noodle restaurant in town, we traveled to a nearby pomelo farm where we sampled the fruit and engaged the farm owner in a discussion about meditation.
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GSE host and RC Kinta member Stewart Hoo beats the heat in the shade of a pomelo tree. |
Lastly, we visited
Kek Look Tong, a Chinese temple in a cave. On their own the cliffs containing the cave were impressive, and you could watch single beads of water drip and fall down, down, down. Painted on the cave ceiling near the entrance: 547, as in 547 feet, the ceiling height. Whoa! Inside, natural features like rimstone and stalactites set the stage for statues of Buddha and Chinese deities.
Almost every day there are a few heavy rain showers with thunder; lightning on the horizon is normal most nights, really, nothing to talk about when you notice it from an open-air restaurant.
Thanks to Immediate Past President and former GSE Team Member Kelvin Chow, who arranged our Ipoh itinerary, which has included such outstanding food and a nice arrangement of visits that surveyed history, agriculture, and natural features of the area.
This evening we presented at the Rotary Club Intercity Meeting. Tomorrow (actually, later today) we go separately to our vocational visits.
இரவு வணக்கம்
晚安
早抖
Selamat malam!
Good night!