“Excuse me, do you know how we get to the bird park?”
“We have a bird park?”
It was that kind of day.
Excellent start, when we visited what’s become our go to street for street food, for what turned out to be an excellent breakfast of fried flatbread and some other crispy pancake-type affair, with curry and peanut dipping sauces. Delicious. And 18 ringgit, all in, with tea and Nescafe. As against around 40 a head for a perfectly adequate but nothing special omelette back at the hotel.
Then onto the monorail to start our trip to “The world’s largest covered aviary.” Which turned out to be wonderful – full of beautiful birds, all of them tourist-wise and unfazed by happy snappers.
And then it started raining. And boy did it rain. Crashing thunder overhead and stair rods all around. We took shelter under a cafe brolly and stayed there for what must have been the better part of an hour before buying a couple of plastic ponchos at the booth and setting off in the deluge. Quit? As if. The tickets were really quite expensive after all.
Emerging from the station on our return, V spotted a queue outside a shop selling beef and chicken rotis, and since we hadn’t had a bite since breakfast we decided to give them a go. We didn’t know what rotis were, but they were obviously very popular, so…
Nor were we disappointed. Delicious!
Back to the roof for a quick change and a slow bit of chill time; now we’re off out again to see if skewerman’s still there – everything from chicken to squid to broccoli, all priced by stick colour tags. Choose what you fancy, then onto the barbie and away you go. Away we go!