‘You can catch a boat.’
The Zimbabwean cyclist I met at the crossroads was a saviour. I was about to start a planned 20km detour on main roads because of one 200m stretch of water. No ferries marked on the map. He’d just caught a water taxi in the village 5km away– and that is what I did too. A daylight arrival in Georgetown was the result.
The ferry to Georgetown
The weather is hot. And muggy. I’m constantly mopping the sweat off my brow, and when I stop, and the breeze from cycling stops, it pours down like a waterfall. The roads were flat today – tiny roads mostly along the coast and through farmland. Very pleasant – but just hot.
A quiet road
River boats
Quiet road
Georgetown is quite big. In Little India I cycled through Bollywood music coming from all directions. Lots of backpackers in this tourist centre of Malaysia.
I can’t imagine cycling in that heat. It must tucker you out!
It is quite draining.
very impressed you’re still going on your own – save journey, Wilma Goldstein
Thanks Wilma. 🙂