I had to have my wits about me as I cycled through Johor Bahru this morning, negotiating my way between heavy traffic to position myself in the right lanes as I headed toward Kota Tinggi. I stopped for a break every 10km to let my body cool down. At my first stop I noticed my leg bleeding. I think it had caught a little piece of metal from my front mud guard. A Pakistani bystander gave me a Bandaid. At my second rest I had some food and was stared at by everyone. I left a pool of liquid on the floor under my seat, which was sweat squeezed out of my riding shorts. Sorry guys. Then I got into Kota Tinggi. It was a relatively short day but I don’t want to put too much strain on my bum and body right away, and I knew tomorrow would be a big day. I rode around town for a while trying to find an open restoran. I was alarmed to discover Ramadan started on Monday so 98% of the food places in all of Malaysia are closed during the day. I’m now worried I’m not going to be able to find enough food to sustain my ride north. I eventually found a Chinese-Malaysian (thus non-Muslim) place. I was served by Chee, a 30-year old guy who loves to travel too. We chatted for a couple of hours and arranged to meet up later so Chee could show me around town. After resting for a while at a hotel, Chee picked me up in his car and we checked out a night market bustling with hungry Muslims (the sun had gone down by this point so everyone was free to feast). Then we went to Chee’s favourite restoran, which produced some amazing food. We finished the night with a beer, one of the few I have had during my cycle tour.
|Distance ridden today||42.28km|
|Average cycling speed||17.2kph|
|Total distance ridden||10,785km|