Thursday #93 – woke up this Thursday
in Penang after flying in on Tuesday night. After showering and
donning the bikini and some sunscreen, headed off to our buffet
breakfast with DTM. After some hash brown, omelette, toast and mini
croissant we were ready for action. I was still not used to the fact
that most of the non-European guests at the Hard Rock Hotel were
choosing noodles and curries and suspiciously dinner-like food for
breakfast.
After a rather big first day of
drinking on Wednesday, when the pool bar opened at 11am we swam up
and got strawberry smoothies – a few too many cocktails on my part
had seen me a little worse for wear the night before. Who knew my
dream of a swim up bar would have a downside? After our morning swim
and relax in the pool we headed out to find some lunch which was
easier said than done during Ramadan. After about 15-20 minutes in
the crazy heat and humidity we made it to maccas and decided that we
couldn't really beat free wifi and aircon so this
not-so-traditional-Malaysian cuisine would be our lunch. I got a big
and tasty burger – justifying our restaurant choice by picking
something not on the Australian menu.
After lunch it was back to the hotel
and back to the pool. I decided to get back on the drinking wagon
and returned to my mojitos of the day before in the pool. It was
good but I decided one was probably enough if I didn't want to get
sick again. Having bought a couple of litres of duty free vodka as
we left the Gold Coast, we decided we needed to start drinking it as
we didn't plan to take it home with us. Given our room had a deck
which led straight into the pool, we were able to keep drinking our
own cocktails in the pool for a much cheaper price than the pool bar.
I had some vodka diet coke and DTM enjoyed his voddies with OJ.
For dinner we headed out to Ferringhi
Garden as recommended by The Rich Queenslanders we had met at the
pool bar on Wednesday. After having grilled chicken on Tuesday
night, Hard Rock Cafe burger on Wednesday night and Maccas for lunch
on Thursday I tried my best to order something vaguely oriental that
wouldn't come with a side of chips. Scared by the stories of spicy
Malaysian food I opted for the Mongolian beef which arrived on a very
exciting sizzling plate. When the lid was lifted I was surprised,
disappointed and also a little excited to see a side of chips next to
my beef. Despite my best intentions this holiday was turning into
fried potato at every meal.
After dinner we wandered around trying
to avoid eye contact with the people selling their “genuine copies”
at the night markets and looking for a bar/pub. Eventually we headed
into The Wooden Pub which looked as much like a fire hazard as the
name suggests. I had some less than enjoyable white wine while DTM
enjoyed a couple of beers. After this we headed back to the hotel
and switched on Hard Rock TV, too lazy to actually head into the Hard
Rock Cafe and see the live band in person.
A definite step up from last Thursday
as I finally got to experience my dream of a swim up bar. Thankfully
also a step up from the day before as I learnt that mixing 4
different cocktails without lunch isn't the best idea.
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