Georgetown was awesome. The food alone was amazing, and I was also starting to feel back on the beaten travel track, a welcome change after starting to feel isolated in Indonesia. I only stayed one night, so I ate twice as much as usual to take full advantage of food other than boring fried Indonesian food.
Wait, where am I again?
Must have been a fun night at the reggae bar.
I wandered into an awesome Chinese market.
Haven't had baozi in such a long time!
Someone likes fish.
Full service offered at this place, they take the scales off and chop it up after you buy.
Lots of veggies too.
People with physical disabilities often turn to begging out here without the social safety nets we have back home.
Garlic and onions.
Coolest beard ever.
Buddhist monks are a common sight in Georgetown.
This guy was selling bracelets.
So much orange.
Sometimes Georgetown looks 100% like China.
Sometimes it looks like...not China.
Take a closer look at that last one.
I think I'm not in Indonesia anymore.
Some buildings show their age, as expected in a colonial town.
China meets India in Georgetown. In this case, India is not impressed.
Tourists are all over the place too. Do I really stand out as much as these guys?
I won't get to visit India on this trip, so little India will have to suffice.
I hope this marketing strategy works better here than it would back home.
I really felt like I was in India seeing people dressed like this, the smell of incense wafting by, and Bollywood music blaring.
Coconut. Doesn't get any fresher.
Truly delicious and authentic Indian food. Not what I'd usually call finger food, but with no silverware that's what it was.
The Indian restaurant I ate at, highly recommended. The guy sitting across from me had been eating here since he was a small kid. Now he lives and works in Australia. He's just back visiting his family for a week, and guess where he goes to eat? Oh yeah, this place is good.