Our second Sunday in Ipoh and we now regard ourselves as pseudo Ipohites!
Made more observations as we walked around the Sunday market again. Most of the people wore no sun glasses. Only the young for a fashion statement. The reason is simple. When in Oz at an Optometrist the operator remarked that I have Asian retinas. He showed me a pic of Caucasian and then Asian retina (mine). The Asian retina is darker and less sun affected. My family 5 generation back (on my mother’s side) have Indian blood and it has carried through to me. Erica on the other hand has German blood and blue eyes and is unable to step outside without sun glasses.
The populace at the market wore no hats and seemed unaffected by the hot sun. It was`around 11am when we left the market. As we left we noticed that most of the locals were beading up with perspiration so maybe the sun and heat was affecting them.
At a clothing stall we spotted a pair of shorts that looked good. The lady got out a tape measure to size my by now expanding waistline. I insisted (as men are prone to do) that size 36 would be perfect! On arriving back at the hotel I attempted to try on the shorts. The result was like a tourniquet for the stomach and after Erica ceased making rude comments we journeyed back to the stall where the lady happily exchanged them for a larger more suitable size. Cost43Rm or about A$15.
Just got back (1.30pm) from taking my new shorts to Sunday lunch at Foh San. It was packed with family groups just as Sunday lunch out would be in Oz. The old and frail supported by the following 2 generations were in evidence. Yum Cha and a Ginger Duck Hot pot set us back 41.85Rm or A$14.84. The bill includes the new 6% Malaysian GST.
Also noticeable were the wealthy Chinese families with their (porky) “Little Emperors” that I have referred to in earlier reports.
On the way back to the hotel we were nonplussed as to why so many large groups of men were assembled outside a money exchange office. Our hotel receptionist explained they were Bangladeshi guest workers either exchanging their RM to Bangladesh currency or remitting money home to their families. This is really a lesson in how the other half live.
Our Taxi driver the other day told us the average street Police Officer gets about 2000RM per calendar month (or A$710). He told us if you are caught doing a crime they tell you, “you can settle it here and now or later in the Big House”. Some are doing quite well with this system. He also explained that why we do not see any police on the street is because they do not come out of the Police Stations until after 8pm. A little different form of policing to Oz!
Having an early mark today. More blog tomorrow.