We took the train from Bangkok to Buttleworth, Penang. It was freaking 24 hours. I've never been on a train for so many hours. It was a good thing that I was with L and Bubbles with whom I discussed how to solve poverty in Africa during the duration of the trip. The seats were folded out as beds in the evening. The continuous rocking of the train put us to sleep.
We crossed the border towards Malaysia and four hours later we arrived in Penang. A fifteen-minute ride on the ferry brought us to Georgetown where the Czarina of Penang met us and whisked us to his palace in the sky.
Later that evening, the Czarina brought us to the food-hawkers central near the bay where we sampled Malay food, among others. I don't have any opinion about food, except that all types of food make us fat. Full stop. Later in the evening, we sat outside the balcony of the Czarina's palace in sky and drank Vodka 'til 4 in the morning.
The next day, we went around Georgetown's historic sites. Ugh, there were too many to mention and I feel lazy right now. Basta, Georgetown blew me away. The amazing mix of British colonial, Indian, and Chinese influences makes it an architecture-lover's dream. Truly, the place is worthy of its recent listing as a World Heritage Site.
That evening, we went to a bar/restaurant where a drag queen sings blues and jazz interpretations of Mariah's and Whitney's songs. He is divine! From there we moved to the club strip of Penang, where we ended up in a club (of course). After finishing a bottle of vodka, we had some post-clubbing dinner where the paparazzi caught me. Ugh.
The next day, we crossed back to Buttleworth. The train was canceled so we had to take a three-hour taxi ride to Hat Yai. We reached Hat Yai at around four in the afternoon and took the train back to BangCock.
Oh, did I mention I camwhored in Penang? All photos below were taken by no less than the Czarina. Thanks a lot dear for bringing out the Ana Bayle in me.