The fact that I loved Penang so much that it hurt to leave was suprising. I mean, I remembered how I disliked the smell of curry and the heaps of yellow rice when I was there the last time. I guess this is one of the times that definitely showcases how ignorance can be such a dangerous thing.
Here are some of the reasons why I love Penang (I couldn't think of any reason not to. The only kakaasar moments actually came from back home and not from Penang, ironically).
1. Temples. Not only are they beautiful, but it is also an indication of a culture so diverse yet somewhat harmonious. I don't know how many there are, but I know there's a lot. We went to a Siamese temple, a Burmese temple, an Indian temple. And we've passed by Chinese temples, mosques, churches, and other places of worship to perhaps any religion there is in the world.
At the Burmese temple, Ali and I knelt before a monk and he murmured a prayer on a language we didn't recognize, splashed water on us and put a tiny string bracelet on our wrist. I hoped that he prayed that my good man and I will find ourselves in a good ending to this tale. Especially since the RM coin I threw missed that bowl of interest in the wishing well;)
2. Food. The Banana Leaf Curry House is one of my favorite places to eat here. And in Penang, it is practically a daily fare. I'm kind of wary about overly spicy and hot food, but I find myself missing it already. Apparently, spicy food is good for the metabolism, and I know my sinuses definitely cleared the whole week.
The only downside, RICE! I totally abandoned my low carb diet. Rice tames the tangy and spicy feel on my tongue. And I'm Asian, for goodness sakes. I love my rice. :P
3. Novelty. I know we have carinderia, jolly-jeeps and McDoko-doko (in cebu). They are probably the hawker's counterpart in Penang. But what is different is the way they are set-up. I'm talking about the food courts there selling hawker fare. What is different is that no one stall is selling the same food. Too bad I didn't get to try laksa. And I still want to try the authentic hawker style - go line up to the hawkers selling food in one corner on the street :)
4. Culture. Diversity is definitely interesting. In the company cafe, non-halal food is not allowed inside. Most of the restos just sell chicken. When we arrived, it was start of the Chinese Hungry Ghost festival. Apparently, during the full moon, the ghosts came back to visit their loved ones (and maybe enemies? ;) ). Sidewalk plays were held for the ghosts. So don't be sorry if you see a play that has empty seats (or nilalangaw, in tagalog). That's really the way it's supposed to be. Because the seats are for the ghosts. (Insert gasp here).
The girl in the picture with me by the Gurney Drive was in one of those plays. Too bad we didn't get to watch.
And most definitely, I will miss Penang. Till next time! :)