The second day in Penang, Malaysia

After two days in Penang, Malaysia's second largest city, my greatest understanding of traffic is that I risk my life to cross the road every day. They are driving in a different direction from China. The driver's seat is on the right and the car is on the left. Careful observation shows that there are not many pedestrians on the road, basically cars and motorcycles (an unusually large number of motorcycles), and the speed is quite fast. There are no sidewalks and traffic lights in many places, and forced entry can only be seen when there are few cars.

I have been eager to take their bus since I arrived in Penang. It is said that the best way to know a city is by bus. Because we looked at the bus stop sign and Google Maps for a long time yesterday, we gave up the bus and took a taxi instead. (PS: Malay looks very similar to English, but I don't know it anyway. I thought it was English. Penang can only use the software (APP: Grab) to call a taxi, and there are no taxis beckoning to stop on the road.

Today, I got my wish and took the bus. The master asked us where to go, and we could only show him the English name of the station on Google Maps. He will quote us the price according to our destination, and make tickets and coins by himself. The last row of the bus is by the window, and you can see the scenery outside and the panoramic view inside the bus. This is undoubtedly the best position.

I found that every time I waited for the traffic lights, the master would get off at the station on the right, and didn't go to the driver's seat until the car in front started to move (my friend told me that it was because they couldn't see the car in front). Also, there are many stop buttons on their buses, and people will press them in advance when they get off. Some people in the car will read newspapers and see a Malay grandfather reading various English newspapers, and a Malay grandmother may be a Chinese reading traditional Chinese entertainment newspapers.

Malaysia is a very tolerant country with mixed races and different religious beliefs. The races I saw were China, Indian, Malaysian aborigines and so on. On the streets of Penang, there are various temples, Islamic worship churches, various worship platforms, Indian temples, Islamic cathedrals, worship platforms of various Taoist factions, Kannonji and Doum Palace. I don't understand these things, and they are not popular.

? I haven't seen a fruit shop in Penang for a day or two. I am eager to come to Malaysia to eat my favorite durian. I got up today and went to the cafe near my apartment for breakfast. I got on the bus to Durian Garden just before 1 1. It's been raining. In this season of durian ending, we went over the mountains to the durian garden, but we didn't eat Maoshan Wang, only those Sudan reds were left. Durian with coconut is also quite distinctive? .

What I saw at first was a round thing, which didn't look very fresh. We didn't care too much, but after eating durian and coconut, we were waiting for a taxi to pick us up. We asked the boss curiously, and the boss gave us a taste, but it was unexpectedly delicious (sour and sweet), or the specialty of one of their mountains was Dukong, so I bought two Jin, which was the best fruit I had ever eaten in Malaysia. I read it online and it became a seasoning in China. In the evening, I went to a vegetable market and supermarket and bought some other fruits. It's a long story

It rained all day, so we can't go to Penang Mountain. So we took a taxi to the Butterfly Garden in Durian Garden, and the master took the wrong route and drove around for a long time on the mountain road, which almost made me dizzy. By the way, they deduct money when they take a taxi. No matter how long the master drives, they don't charge extra, as long as it is delivered to the destination. The ticket for butterfly park is 65RM( 1 10.5 RMB), and a friend bought a ticket of 75 RMB on Taobao. Of course, butterfly park is full of butterflies, open-air rainforests, local plants grow well, and chameleons and lizards. It is worth playing.

It kept raining, but it didn't stop after visiting the butterfly garden. When I passed by by by taxi, I stared at the nearest seaside for a long time. I am either eating or looking for food in Malaysia these days. We went to the restaurant recommended by the boss and ate fried shrimp slices (fried with oatmeal and shrimp), flower nails, iron tofu and a radish soup (stewed with octopus and chicken). Because they don't have a menu, they don't know what the original name of this dish is. It is also very casual for them to recommend the names of dishes orally. But it tastes really good.

As the hotel is not particularly far from the apartment, the rain has stopped. It's neither early nor late, so we choose to walk home. Not only that day, there were no pedestrians on the road, only a few of us walked on the road forever, and occasionally we could see pedestrians. On the way, we went to see their night market, the vegetable market that was about to close, and went through the residential building to see the structure of the building? I went to their supermarket and waited for a long time before crossing the road opposite the supermarket. There were many cars. They didn't stop until an old man crossed the road and we followed him.

I returned to my apartment earlier today, so we played idioms solitaire and ate fruit at home. Everyday life has been on the way to eat and find food.

~ ~ Logs separated by commas are better than 20 19-9- 14, and are supplemented at 20 19- 18.