Roti canai, pork baozi, Penang Hill, getting attacked by an angry monkey, ais kacang, great people, curry mee and street food market in Penang. Food aside, I cannot stress enough at how dangerous it can be to walk alone late by night, I almost go run over by two Indians on their motorcycle, ON PURPOSE. I will always remember the look of the driver, sick. Luckily I had two French girls to walk me back to my hostel! The atmosphere in the Chulia street was nothing like the shady parts of Thailand or Cambodia (not that I'm a shady street novice either), the ladyboys and prostitutes are scary as fuck and the people (at least most of them) seem to want a piece of you (or your wallet).
Accommodation: Red Inn Heritage Guesthouse
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