The last and final day of our trip. We left Pangkor Island and back to the mainland to retrieve our ride. We then headed south back again to Ipoh. On the way to Ipoh, the weather was rather gloomy and rained quite a bit. Once upon a time, Kantha used to live in Ipoh and recommended that we have lunch at a popular place which serves Nasi Briyani. Kudos to him as the rice was quite delicious.
Ipoh is also famous for a variety of Chinese biscuits and tit-bits. So, we scouted around town for some kaya puffs, ‘heong pheng’, peanut filled kuih kapet and others. As it started to drizzle, we decided to quickly get on our way to our last destination, Trolak Hot Springs!
Upon arrival, we had to pay an entrance fee to access the water park and hot springs. Without further ado, we went to the water park…with cool water. There was a huge slide for everyone’s enjoyment. There were loads of kids using it, the standard and safe way. However, without minding what other people would think, Shawn unintentionally showed the kids…other ways to use the slide. Without a moments thought, he jumped on the slide head in front and slid down on his belly. The kids got surprised and excited and soon followed suit. (Apologies to all the parents for teaching their kids to do the not-so-safe thing…oops :P)
Anyway, we soon headed towards the hot springs. Now, the water here are all naturally heated by the earth and some areas can reach up to 70°C or more. Those around 50°C supposedly have therapeutic effects on the body. Good for the body but the water was…HOT!!!
The night began to fall upon us which was are cue to get out of Trolak. So, back to home sweet home. Unfortunately, the ride back was not so sweet. In fact, it was quite a stressful and scary ride back as Boeing 7887 was low on fuel. This part of the trip was the ‘fastest’ that Kantha had ever driven on a highway. He was doing all in his power to get power from each and every drop of fuel left. The most stressful part of this ordeal was that we would see the sign boards for rest stops and hoping for a petrol pump sign. We drove by one, none. Drove by a second, none. Drove by a third…also none. We were in deep shit. Thank goodness we got to one on the next pit stop. PHEW!!
To end our trip, we had a late dinner with some good old pork. We had Bak Kut Teh along Jalan Raja Laut. The famous stall under the tree. Everyone was sent back after that which concludes our Road Trip!
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