And back to the program.
Here’s a family from China who was walking behind us. Mom tells her kids that she can unicycle so I turned around and said she can have a go.
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There was a jogging trail at Manukan Island (That’s in Kota Kinabalu) that spans 1.5km (3km both ways). The route is paved except in some areas where landslides and fallen trees block the path so it was a rather leisurely ride. Come to think of it, the fallen trees and landslides might have occurred the night before, during the earthquake because the soil looked fresh and there weren’t any cobwebs on the branches yet.
This was the rare downhill on the trail although you can’t tell it’s downhill. I tried to dramatically grip my seat and hold out my hand for stability to illustrate that. Oh yeah, kids, remember, always wear a helmet. At the end of the trail, there’s this pavillion that tells us that we can gape at the spectacular sunset from there if we were to be there in 7 hours time. Such signs should really be at the start of the trail…
If you ask me, exercise makes you fat. We went for food after.
This is supposedly quite an established place. Our meal costs something like RM30 and consisted things that chinese people eat. Like liver and kidneys and assorted parts. Bloodlust is in our genes. I like the soup a lot. It’s more herbal than the versions we have in Singapore and I’m actually more impressed with the aforementioned assorted parts than with the ribs that they’re known for. The tea was quite weak though which sort of ruined the deal for me.
And because the serving was quite small, we went around the streets for more food.
We had fried bee hoon and mee turang at a random stall, the latter supposedly a Kinabalu favorite. Despite the similar color, they were actually as different as bee hoon and mee. The bee hoon was colored by tumeric powder and the mee is apparently some sort of egg noodle that’s very chewy. We also noticed while sitting there that all the stalls seem to use the SAME photos for their menu.
Hmm.