When travelling you can’t beat using the local public transport. You get to see a lot more of the passing sights from an elevated position and also get to watch the locals going about their day-to-day life. It’s also a lot more rewarding working out how to get around by public transport rather than using taxis. Back in Penang bus station I did meet a few strange characters. One old chap, when I asked him where he was heading, told me he was retired and ‘waiting to die’. I suspect he spent most of his days just hanging around the bus station. I did point out that there were some rather large, heavy, buses hurtling past and if he wanted to end it there was a quick solution nearby. ‘Too messy….cyanide pills’. Before I could ask him where on earth you get such pills from my bus arrived cutting the conversation short. When I returned back to the bus station I went in search of this old chap but no sign of him. Maybe he achieved his goal? I did think that, if I came across such a character back in London, I would have avoided eye contact and given them a wide berth. Amazing how a few thousand miles changes your perception. Back in Singapore it was now Saturday which meant time for chili crab. I went just for a small portion as normally I don't have much patience for crab. It strikes me as being similar to celery....one of those food types you expend more energy than you consume. I'm also not very good at this flash extraction business either andend up making quite a mess and little to show for it. The chili crab was pretty good. A spicy, thick, chili sauce covered the crab and was later eagerly consumed with a portion of rice. The crab was also pretty much cracked already so didn't need to much work to extract the flesh. I would have liked some black pepper crab at the same time to provide a direct comparison but that would be greedy....wouldn't it?
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