Living in hope

I wake early and head straight to the tour agency to see if I can occupy myself for a few days. She arranges to get back to me via watts app and after dropping my washing off I make my way to black bean coffee. As I'm walking along the street a Malaysian girl in one of the shops shouts Fifi and when I turn round she ask "do you not remember me?" I recognise her face and when she says Penang I realise it's Hermine who I shared a hostel room with in Georgetown. After a brief chat we arrange to meet for dinner this evening and my heart is a lot lighter at the fact I won't be alone again tonight. I make my way to the coffee bar and get chatting to a lady Jacquie and a guy called Greg. It's so nice speaking with people of my own age. We share a few coffees before they set off to explore the city.When I arrive back there's a glimmer of hope, my cash card has been received at customs at Kuala Lumpur so hopefully should be here by the end of the week if not before. I get a message this afternoon from a beautiful lady Cynthia I met in Singapore but is originally from Kuching. She puts me in touch with her mum who offers to take me to Benogh dam tomorrow. Things are starting to look up and when I receive the message back from the tour agency to say they can't do it I'm relieved I've made other plans. I give Margaret a call and after a brief chat make our plans for the next morning. An early night is had in preparation.Læs mere