A couple months ago, I boarded a bus and took a ten hour trip up north to Penang Island in Malaysia. With me were 20-some of my cycling pals and all of them, except myself since I was just there to take over a cancellee’s spot, were taking part in an annual event called Campaign For A Lane. It’s an 80+km ride around Penang which promotes building bike lanes in Penang.
The weather wasn’t cooperating when we got there. It rained heavily the day we arrived. I remember hoping that it wouldn’t rain on the day of the event — I didn’t want to risk my friends getting into accidents because of the slick roads.
In case you’re interested, we stayed at the Red Inn, a homey hostel in the historical district.
The rooms were a little cramped and we did have some issues with bike storage, but I appreciate that they were very gung-ho about all of us being there. It felt as though we booked the whole hostel because we were so many. Bikes were stored at every corner.
The room I stayed in was particularly tiny but comfortable at the same time. There was just enough space at the food of my bunk to store all the Bromptons that were on this trip.
After we checked in and threw our stuff in our rooms, we decided to go have a late lunch. It was still raining so that lessened our food choices a bit. Most of the guys wanted to go eat at this wan tan mee dive, but I wasn’t keen on getting wet just for noodles so I chose to eat dimsum at a nearby shop… after the wan tan mee fest, the rest decided to follow and have a second helping of lunch.
After eating, we decided to waste time and loiter the general vicinity… and of course we ended up visiting a couple bike shops.
Love this sticker on the glass doors at CCI…
… and how their tools aren’t put in their proper places despite the illustrations.
After another short snack break (notice how often we seem to stop for food?) we headed over to pickup the event’s cycling packs.
Yet another break… this time for bubble tea.
Just when we decided to catch cabs back to our hostel, a group of cyclists rolled in. AHA! We know those people!
This group of Titanium Butts cycled from a nearby town.
We stayed at the hostel and just chilled out until it was time to roll out for dinner.
For dinner, we took our bikes and headed over to where our great Ti Butt leader was staying. He and his partner are quite familiar with Penang so they decided to lead us to good eats.
But an altercation at the first food place we stopped at (It was getting serious! I was waiting for someone to throw the first punch!) and the rain foiling our plans AGAIN, we decided to have dinner at a food court.
We cycled back to the hostel after dinner because quite a few of us were tired from the long day of travel. The rest of the night was spent gossiping and watching a flick or two in the hostel’s open area before we finally succumbed to the lull of sleep.