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Malaysia, Cherating village. I'll be back from Singapore with memories of evenings with Teo, a new camera and a 60-day visa for Indonesia.
Cherating is situated along the east coast of Malaysia, near a long white sand beach where, occasionally, come to lay their eggs in large turtles. It 'a very quiet place where I stop for a few days in total relaxation. There are very few foreign travelers and the beach and 'mostly' popular with Malaysians. Therefore I have an opportunity to observe how you behave at sea in a Muslim country. For children there seems to be special rules: I have seen from fully dressed to fully nude. The men were usually in t-shirt and shorts while women are fully dressed in traditional dress, veil included, and in this way are also the bathroom! Zero exposure of body parts in the sun. I did not expect such a conservative attitude on the beach ...

You are in the jungle baby ...

From Cherating I move westward and reach the interior of the country, the heart of the Malay Peninsula. Here is the famous Taman Negara National Park: a handkerchief of primary rainforest inhabited by tigers, Asian elephants and rhinos, snakes and lots of insects. The park headquarters can be reached after 2 hours of longboat (a long narrow wooden boat) along a winding river and off the water brown, overall, is very "Amazon Adventure".
That we are near a jungle, it takes little to understand, just take a look at the vegetation, impenetrable, which skirts the river, a message reinforced as I try to evening asleep in my bungalow: a terrified shriek the female who knows 'what will' see ... Surely not a snake. I close my eyes and try not to think about.
I have not had the opportunity to explore a rainforest and I am very curious. I decide then for 2 days with 1 night in a hut in the jungle. I leave with a small backpack containing 2 sets of clothes (one for use during the day and one for evening), 3 packages of white rice for meals, to go with cans of tuna, more 'a pack of biscuits and juice 'orange for breakfast. The first day and 'light. Go up the river in a boat for 1 hour until a group of bungalows, now disused, belonging to the authority 'of the park. Greeting the boatman, inspected with the look of the wooden huts almost completely sucked in by vegetation, then I focus on the path in front of me, disappearing into the jungle. I am alone.
The path to the bun-bun kanbun, my refuge for the night, and 'muddy but not too difficult. After 5 minutes 'walk are already' soaked with sweat dripping from all sides. The trees around me are very high and thick foliage forming a natural roof that blocks the sun's rays and forces a dark shadow in the undergrowth during the day. Surrounded by vegetation is easily lost sense of direction is not clear whether you are going east, west, north or south, there are no landmarks to follow and if we are not seen; serve a compass or the 'innate instinct for guidance from those who have and' born and still lives here. I simply follow the path, confident that sooner or later I'll find 'refuge. We arrive after 1 hour and a half and a couple of miles. It 'a small house, built on four concrete pillars over 2 meters high. Inside there are 2 rows of 4 bunk beds, without mattresses, and one side of the room has a large opening to a small clearing in the forest. I choose one of 16 beds, there knoll my stuff, I eat a ration and then I decided to explore the neighborhood. I follow the path from which they come, and I enter even more 'in the jungle. The sound of insects is the background to my feet. Zzzzzzzz a constant and continuous. Listen but I can not see from where comes the sound. The road starts to climb and descend, crossing small streams and gradually becomes muddy. When the shoes begin to sink to the ankle, I decided to go back. On the trunk of a fallen tree I stopped to observe a column of ants and 'an 8-lane highway. In addition to ants that move there are 2 files, on either side of the column of ants that patrol, real estate, the flow of the others. I had never seen so many moving parts. The wonder is interrupted by an itchy back. Put my hand under his back, scratching, and withdrawal. Bloody! Leeches, fuck!
Back to the shed and take advantage of the presence of a water tank on the roof to take a shower. Denudatomi I discover with horror of the blood stains on his underwear. At my feet moving a leech: there 'I had the ass! Ahhhh! I'm coming over being, swollen with blood, and burn it with the lighter. More
'later in the afternoon, get a pair of Dutch trekkers along with a local guide. It will not be 'the night alone. Better that way. The sounds of the jungle were starting to make me paranoid.
We have dinner and we remain a long time to fix the jungle by 'opening of the shed but, in addition to a bird with colorful feathers, we see nothing.
The next morning I wake up aching from a night on the wood. E 'expected return to headquarters - 12 km of jungle - and I will integrate' with the Dutch, by myself I would not have done. Today is' tough. First, you must put back the clothes, still damp from yesterday. Then there 'path: muddy, sometimes steep and rugged.
The shoes are now camouflaged with soil and the amount 'of leeches and' awesome. They are waiting on the dead leaves in the middle of the lane, and when they hear footsteps, attacking stands up to the soles of your shoes. From here, begin to rise, quickly, on the legs in a crack in which I try to slip to reach the skin and begin sucking. I'm wearing it all the time and I have long ceased to see the jungle for concentrami legs and on my personal war against the beast. Basically I spend my time to detach leeches from the body and what is not that nervous. Moisture 'oppressive sweat total vegetation and tons of suffocating mud are not enough? No! There seems no end to the dangers of the jungle, and 'What a hostile environment! Gia ', I forgot ... we have also seen an adder. So in two days, the only animal I see, well colored bird, and 'a snake that could kill me! Maybe the animals are watching me and not me to see them, I see only green and brown and zzzzzz constantly feel like an empty radio frequency.
The only enjoyable moment of the day 'lunch on the shore of a river, stripped to the waist, feet in water and without leeches.
I come to the park headquarters at five in the afternoon, after a grueling, muddy and downs, with one certainty: the jungle is not 'my place.
Rene '

Home Made Wood Trailers

Malaysia Singapore Malay

A huge gray building, a cross between a highway and a highway overpass: and' so that it presents the customs Singapore, the city ' models, technologies, efficient, cutting edge, perfect. A sudden change, after the happy confusion of the other cities of south-east Asia. There is' nothing out of place. Everything is' the result of meticulous planning. Forbidden to spit on the ground, cross la strada al di fuori delle striscie pedonali, masticare cicche, mangiare e bere sui mezzi pubblici, compiere atti osceni in luogo pubblico (un passionale bacio alla francese...): fioccano multe salate, da oltre 200 euro. A volte ho la sensazione di trovarmi in un terminal aeroportuale o in un ospedale: la citta' e' fredda, senz' anima. E' questo il prezzo da pagare per vivere in un luogo perfetto? Di centri commerciali e shopping malls ne basterebbe la meta' e il quartiere di Chinatown, bello pulito e ordinato, e' piu' roba da Disneyland.
Al Museo d'Urbanistica non nascondono l'obiettivo per il futuro prossimo: vogliamo essere la prima citta' al mondo per qualita' della vita; il luogo migliore per vivere, lavorare and have fun. While all 'Asian Civilizations Museum in a caption next to an old photo of Singapore does not hesitate to criticize the excessive search for modernity' that blows a scraper, remove the history of the city '.
In Singapore I appreciate the food court, dining arenas: large rooms covered with dozens of stalls offering specialties 'local high-quality' (especially Chinese) at affordable prices. And less enjoyable 'time was the 5 days of intermittent showers, nothing abnormal: after all the city' caresses the equator and the climate and 'classified as "hot & wet." All year round.

The Ball Room

In Singapore 's time to fairs and meetings! Teo and 'in town' for the Salone del Mobile and is' a great pleasure to meet with a friend from Italy.
As if by magic I take off your shoes, put on my red shoes and Cinderella-traveling businessman I become for the great evening of dancing: and 'the feast of the fair, the exhibitors' dinner.
The place: a big leap one at a convention center. One hundred tables of 8 persons. To ours, as well as Teo and me, there 'a family di Singapore (padre, madre e 2 figlie al seguito), due vietnamiti e una coppia di svedesi, padre e figlio, residenti in Indonesia. Il menu e' quasi nuziale; molte portate alternate a momenti di intrattenimento su un ampio palcoscenico. Tentiamo un approccio con le subitodue figlie ma dai lampi che saettano dagli occhi della madre capiamo che non e' cosa. Attacchiamo quindi bottone con gli svedesi ed entriamo subito in sintonia, complice la proverbiale efficienza singaporegna, nella fattispecie impersonata da camerieri super-attenti che non perme ttono mai al livello delle nostre birre di scendere oltre la meta' del bicchiere. Rotto il ghiaccio I also time to engages rmi in a game on stage dancing competition to the tune of Earth, Wind & Fire, to win a bottle of Dom Perignon. Unfortunately I do not pass the preliminary stage, but in return endear the table.
After nearly three hours, past eleven o'clock, the dinner is ndo draws to a close. The curtain falls on the stage and some diners began to abandon the party, and 'Monday night, after all. The first to get up from our table are the components della famiglia di Singapore, seguiti a ruota dai vietnamiti. Restiamo io, Teo e gli svedesi. I rabbocchi di birra sembrano infiniti e cosi le conversazioni proseguono. Magnus e Lax - gli scandinavi - gestiscono una fabbrica di mobili in Indonesia e, da quanto capisco, possiedono anche un resort su un'isola al largo della costa settentrionale di Java. Mi dicono che devo andare assolutamente a trovarli quando saro' in Indonesia. Ci scambiamo indirizzi e numeri di telefono, appuntati sul biglietto di ingresso alla festa. Intanto intorno a noi si e' fatto il vuoto: tutti i tavoli sono deserti e nella enorme sala ci siamo solo noi 4 e un indaffarato gruppo di camerieri che sta sparecchiando e pulendo cio' che resta del party. Ma il flusso di birra non si arresta. Lax, il padre, ends at the drop of a glass of warm beer, belonged to Teo, which navigates a shrimp. Almost kneel for admiration, both for performance and for yet another refill of cold beer. We approach the two: the lounge and 'now clean, the waiters are running out of work at our table and we talk about deep sea fishing. Check a pack of cigarettes ... Alarm bell. Smoking indoors in Singapore? The risk is huge! Better raise your ass hard and leave the party staggering. At the exit we've pulled over the first taxi in sight, to the next stage. We're barely: Magnus Lax and two beasts are more than a ton. The taxi driver tries to take a friendly tone to ward off that drunk sti 4 I am finished in the machine. We are no longer 'talking, we're screaming, while Magnus smanetta the car under the gaze of the driver concerned. Shortly after ... Orchard Towers, for conosseurs "four floors of whores" and the beautiful distortion in Italian orgy towers. Four floors of bars full of girls. We make little headway and we enter the first room to the left on the ground floor. There will be no more 'than 10 customers, including two English gentlemen who have now lost all inhibition and are waving around a pole for a lap dance, and about twenty girls. Even if you are 'in the group, once in these places you find yourself hopelessly alone. The Swedes have been diverted to a table while two girls and I are from Teo another part of the room, busy with our two new friends. We drink the last beer of the evening and then salute and Magnus Lax, who almost do not notice our departure immersed in who knows' as a conversation with the girls.
Nearby, sitting on the steps at the entrance to another building, try a breath of fresh air in this hot night, we laugh when we conclude that "yes, indeed, father and son in the room-light Red had never seen!
Before returning to their hotel, walking along Orchard Road Including shopping malls and luxury hotels, a Vietnamese prostitute crosses our feet and, pointing a finger at the McDonald's, says: "buy me a sandwich, I am hungry!"
Rene '

Congratulation Letter To New Mother

Tigre

Georgetown, West Coast or rather Malaysian island of Penang. I arrived in Malaysia at the end, there 'I did it, survived to Thailand and sirens. Distracted as Ulysses in the journey to Ithaca. I managed to cross the border during the 'last day of validity' of my Thai visa: 30 days of fun.
The first thing that strikes me in Malaysia and 'its cultural mix and the fact that everyone speak English very well. Learn more. The Malaysia and 'a former British colony and one of the inherited' colonial past 'was a great school system.
integration seems perfect: Malays, Chinese and Indians (the 3 largest ethnic groups) seem to coexist without significant friction. At Georgetown, in addition to buildings that resemble the English period, there 'a Chinatown, Little India and a kampung (village) in Malaysia. A mix of faces, a mix of flavors. The Malaysian cuisine I like right away, especially the way in which you can taste in restaurants: you receive a bowl full of rice to be completed as desired using a buffet with 20 different dishes. The paradise of the curious. Curry reminiscent of India, spicy flavors from neighboring Thailand, both soups and noodles popular in China.
Malaysia and 'a step ahead of Thailand: more wealth, high powered machines, highways, cleanliness and order. From the idea of \u200b\u200ban advanced country. And traveling fast. The epic transfers by bus, so common in other countries, are set aside for a moment.
With Markus, 21-year old German known on the minibus traveling through Thailand and Malaysia, I venture into some night raids in Gergetown. There 's a street with a number of clubs but lively and interesting, compared to Thailand, not' here we are more cagati 'much. What's happening? Maybe 'cause we're back in a normal country? Well, I guess so. We had fun anyway Ladies Night at the Wednesday evening culminated in una specie di concorso "miss maglietta bagnata" tra gli sguardi estasiati di teenager malesi.

Carrambà...

Quante volte avete esclamato "certo che il mondo e' proprio piccolo"? Verissimo. Accade un giorno su un bus di linea verso l'unica spiaggia decente dell' isola di Penang; a meta' percorso sale un ragazzo; caspita, mi sembra di conoscere quel volto. No! No, non ci posso credere! E' Mihai, il ragazzo rumeno con il quale ho passato 9 giorni a Istanbul nel corso del Capodanno 2005/2006. Un incontro veramente incredible. Mi racconta che ha deciso di lasciare Bucarest alcuni mesi fa per trasferirsi in Malesia. Io gli parlo del mio viaggio e ancora non riesco a capacitarmi di questo chance encounter. Maybe we'll meet again in 1 week in Kuala Lumpur, or who knows' where ...
Gergetown After I make a refreshing break at Cameron Highlands. I'm at over 1500 meters above sea level and climate and 'pleasantly cool. I almost cold at night and it 's the first time I've ever, after the rigors of winter' Chinese (then was the beginning of December, we are now in early March). So far my trip has been - and continues to be - a long summer. Here you can admire the extensive cultivation of tea and you are pleasant walks in the surrounding forests. The days passed pretty lazy, including a slight morning walk, a DVD to 'hostel in the late afternoon, and a couple of beers at the pub in the evening. Having said that, 'the cool climate and 'really the only reason that keeps me from these hills, will' cause my body just does not want Europe to get used to 35 degrees with humidity '100%?
A short bus transfer-fridge (AC with a bullet) and are already in Kuala Lumpur, KL for the friends, the capital city and 'a symbol of ambition in Malaysia: The Petronas Twin Towers, for example, have long been the building more 'high in the world. Make very hot and there is 'very wet'. The roads are congested, the sidewalks are a rarity 'as well as the pedestrian crossing. But 'there is a metro and monorail. Walks in the center soon turn into embarrassing sweat. During the day, then I'm almost always closed, rinfrescato dall'aria condizionata di centri commerciali e musei. Meglio esplorare la citta' al calare del sole ed e' in una di queste serate che mi imbatto in Ronnie un simpatico quarantenne svedese dalle idee chiare sulle prossime tappe del suo viaggio. Ronnie alla prima birra: voglio andare in Borneo, fare trekking nella giungla e vedere gli orang utan, come ho detto a mio figlio prima di partire. Ronnie alla terza birra: forse e' meglio se vado nelle Filippine; ho sentito che c'e' un'ottima scena di musica rock dal vivo da quelle parti. Alla quinta birra esclama... Voglio tornare in Thailandia!Ronnie mi ha portato all' Hard Rock Cafe'; per hobby, in Svezia, canta in un gruppo rock che fa cover di Led Zeppelin e Black Sabbath; è un patito del general. Pe give me proof I sometimes scream in the ears of the prolonged acute Joey Tempest, that guy! E 'disappointed' cause to 'Hard Rock KL bring almost exclusively hip hop, alternating with an Indonesian rock band that engages in cover everything. During the evening the bar know two nice Indonesian bar (at work), after an hour Ronnie greets me hurriedly and disappears with a girl. After another hour the only part of the local girl, to which I say "oh, but you kill me?". Laughter. Pero 'Ronnie I have not' seen again.
Rene '