on way back from permatang pauh, after the results were announced, we stopped in bukit tambun, batu kawan for seafood. the last time i was here was two days before the march 8 elections. koh tsu koon's was standing for his first parliament elections in this constiiuncey which was proved to be his waterloo. in fact at the time we arrived, the whole place was full of bn buntings and flags and a stage with a band to draw in the crowd to hear tsu koon's campaign speech. but until we finished our seafood, it was already 8 pm but now one had turned up. there were more jagakereta boys than cars.
This time , we came to celebrate the victory of the rakyat of pp.udang, lala, steam fish, kangkung, and a couple more dishes cost rm40. for two very hungry guys. can you kira. in kl it would be no less that rm100.
on way to tasik merah, we had to stop for petrol, but the car stalled about 4 meters from the pump. phew.. had to push it a bit to refill.
but more bad luck to come. 2 km from the gopeng junction, the mzda rx8 had a flat.it was already 11.30 pm, and in a dark spot. worse still this sports car have no spare tire, but got new technology - it comes with a sealant and a contraption to pump the air into the deflated tire until you get to the next tire shop. no, you guesed it. it didn't work. but we got to the gopeng toll and just in time to the petronas station nearby before the flat tire really kaput.
what else to do but to thumb a lift in a teksi sapu who happened to be waiting for us. this guy says that guys like us comes his way all the time.
So we got in the car for the 10km journey to hillside hotel near gunung rapat, ipoh. the teksi sapu really needed a sapu because its a honda civic 1978, which is dirty and smelly. and the driver probably have not had a bath in a week. tahan la. what to do.
the hillside hotel is really cool(RM118 for govt and media people) and i had breakfast on thbalcony.
After the tire change, we got to ipoh for nasi ganja jalan yang kalsom, the famous ayam goreng merah still the same since i was a student in star ipoh, many many years ago. The kopi tiam guy inherited the bisness from hs dad. The building in front was formerly the tanjung rambutan bus station. Anyway, it was a real ipoh mali lorr . The meal cost me RM5,, can you kira.
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tuan,i crave for your postings just like how i crave nasi kandak kg melayu! anyways selamat berpuasa. nasi ganja need to take a back seat for a while..
steadyrah.Nasik kandaque rules.Slm RamadhanALMUbarak.
Seriously, your adventure can be turned into a road movie ala 'Jemapol to Manchestee' cause it has a conspiracy theory to it.
With all the incidents of no petrol, tyre puncture and the taxi sapu.. you sure the driver's surname is not Koh?
to tell you the truth, he spoke with a certain slurr. nd sometimes he mumbled to himself while driving at quite a high speed. i made sure my seat belt was secured, just in case the whole vehicle disintegrated..and come to think of it, i did notice a slight limp when he walked, and if he had a hump..... I did not notice.
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