the last view from Fays’s home was extra nice
Surprisingly, I could sleep to 6a.m. although this new chapter of my trip excited me even awake. So, I even could take a shower after packing the bike, because this alone made me sweat. Faye made a farewell breakfast and together we left, she by car and I behind her (for a while).
The first 20km, it was going through
the cathedrals of capitalism now are higher than the religious buildings everywhere in the world
and out from K. Lumpur and after 30km, I came to villages and plantations and partly had narrow street with little traffic.
I saw my first bananas aside the street, additionally with a meditating little dragon, but during the selfie countdown of my camera, not only my eyes closed, he jumped away.
fake living scarecrows are dancing….
…. some real dead (or their ashes?) are lying here
Mr.G made only one ridicule detour after I had lost his track. I had found it again, but he didn’t accept. So, instead of the right turn that he originally wanted (as I later saw), he told to go left, and left and left, until I realized that I come back to the original route, but now Mr. G felt better and let me go.
At Km90 and km 95, I saw homestays, but I wanted to do at least 100km and it was only 15:00, so I went on. When I then started to look harder to find something, there was nothing to see and so I asked Mr.G for is suggestions and the next possibilities in my direction were 14km away. I was a bit tired, because I had not been cycling more than 50km since a month (to Lar, see day 90).
The first homestay looked nice, but closed and nobody took my call. I moved on to the next and got a call back but when I said what I want the woman hung up. At the next address, the man at first wanted 100$, then would have been ok with 40 and 30$, but I hadn’t so much in cash and by that a good excuse to go. The last homestay in that area was the original one that Mr.G had planned the route to, but this one was not to find.
On the way to a bank to withdraw new money, I found a hotel (25$) and later I saw other hotels, too and in the end took the first after the ATM, and that was a Chinese one where I had to go upstairs to the reception. They could only communicate in Chinese, but the price, 10$ was clear. I had some imagination what I could expect there and that was near to reality. The shower was broken, the owner showed me a big cup meant to pour water over you.
I asked for another room, but he shook his head. So, I did what has to be done, because I was tired and wanted to wash myself and was not interested in a performance as a mature consumer. The water was cold, of course, and made me fresh.
shared room…
…with shared soap (but I like this idea! Everyone in a hotel leaves pieces of soap that are only once used and I fear they don’t serve any other purpose after that.)
After that, I tried to upload a video, but the internet connection fits to the rest and is poor.
I left to buy a few things to eat and drink and now wonder if the bananas were comparably expensive, because they are or if I got a “special” price. Tomorrow, I will go to another shop.