Each restaurant we've gone to is unique and so, after we'd settled at the table, I went exploring with my camera. An old server (I'm 60 and still working, he boasted--60 isn't old for us but he did look old) liked my picture taking and kept pointing to things I could photograph. One place seemed out of bounds but when I saw other customers headed in that direction I decided to go too. It was another sitting area but you have to understand the culture here.
|The gutter and sort-of-wall beside it. I think the place I slipped was just past those blue handles.|
|The object of my photo-taking when I fell|
But when I got back to the table, I realised I had gashed my knee. I came to Malaysia prepared for as many eventualities as possible and have been carrying tiny containers of all sorts of things in my purse. One happens to be hand sanitizer and so I got this out to clean the wound.
Understand that many of the restaurants we're eating in, if in Canada, would be closed down for all sorts of hygienic and food-safety reasons, and this was one of the worst (and biggest). For example, while eating, one spits the fish bones onto the table. When the customers before us left, the busboy used a pair of chopsticks, long side against the table, to gather all the debris together and then push it into a container. Then he used a dirty cloth to clean the table, missing many spots. The tables were pristine compared to everything else, including where I fell (which was, after all, just the gutter).
So cleaning this wound was important. Once I'd cleaned off all the mud and the sanitizer actually reached the wound, Yikes! Did that sting! Then it began to swell, and bruise. By the time we were ready to leave the restaurant (the food was delicious), I knew that I couldn't go enjoy the places we intended to go and asked to come home.
|After a bit of icing just after we got home.|
Tomorrow morning, at 5:30, we'll be on the train, pulling out of JB sentral station, headed to Taman Negara--the best national park in the country, in the middle of the jungle. Part of our intention is to take the 40-minute walk through the canopy of the jungle so please pray that my knee will allow me to do so. I've been looking forward to this.
Here is a link to the first batch of annotated photos.
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