Ipoh (Part 2)

It rained in Ipoh. No, no, no... I mean it RAINED in Ipoh. We were standing there sweating in the heat. It started raining. "Bah!" I said, "It's just rain. I've seen rain." 15 minutes later the waters were up to the doors of the cars driving by in the street, those that weren't stalled out. It rained for about 30 minutes more. And 15 minutes after that, the streets were clear again.

We went to find our hotel later. We drove around and around, looking for something that looked like the hotel, a sign or something. Finally we called the place. They said, "Look for the pink house." Yeah. That's it. Pink.

Our hotel was an unmarked pink house, completely indistinguishable from every other house around it (except for it's severe pinkness, of course).

The rate worked out to about $12 USD a night. Surprisingly, it was rather nice.

There was this sexy temple across the street. That's as close as I got to it.

The next morning, I got my first taste of Dim Sum! Once again, I was the token white boy in the place. Once again, I couldn't order for myself. But my companions took care of me. And the food was fantastic! The guy in the kitchen wears a hat. Heh heh.

So then we had to kill time till lunch...

. Topher