Street Art and Street Food

This morning I checked out of the hostel I was in and checked into a new one. The first hostel was a party hostel and they played loud music and had people coming in drunk and noisily at all times of the night (not that I'm innocent). I had known this when I booked which is why I hadn't booked 4 nights there despite planning on staying in Georgetown that long. The new hostel was literally just down the road so I went and dumped my bags at reception as I couldn't actually check and went and got a cream cheese bagel at the place I went yesterday morning.

Then I followed the map to the places that had street art marked on them. There was one road that was meant to have loads of pieces on but I was having trouble finding them all. I found a few but apparently my powers of observation are lacking. There was one of two kids riding a bike. I thought one of them looked terrified but I'm told they're screaming with joy. I quite liked it though. Some seemed to be original and we're marked on the map, some to have been edited (see pictures) and some I think had just randomly appeared. There were different pieces in different styles. There was a particularly interesting 3D anti-smoking one.

On the way round I made a visit to Chew Jetty which was a collection of wooden huts and shops. It was quite cute but looked like it might collapse at any minute.  After the jetty I went back down the road with all the street art and still couldn't find any more. I was very hot and sweaty by this point so stopped for a drink.

After having a drink I walked to the northern end of Georgetown as it was marked as a beach on the map. It was not a beach at all. There was a good view of another part of the island though with a whole load of skyscrapers.

I returned to the hostel around half 1 and checked in. I chilled on the bed for about 2 hours and then went out for a snack. I got a bag of crisps and sat on the church steps to eat. It was in the shade as semi-peaceful which was nice. Then I returned to the hostel to shower.

At 7:15 a group of us from the hostel went on a street food tour, led by a Mexican guy from the hostel. It wasn't very informative. He just took us to different stalls to try different food. First was a dim sum stall where I had two pork dumplings. Next was a stall that made a noodle dish similar to Pad Thai. I didn't have any. Despite being starving when we left the hostel, two pieces of dim sum had left me pretty full and I'd had Pad Thai many times.

At the next stall I got Wan Tan Mee Soup. It was basically pork broth, with noodles, sliced pork and pork wontons. The guy recommended sharing between 3 so I was awkwardly sharing a bowl of noodle soup, using chopsticks, with two strangers, as we awkwardly took it in terms to lean forward over the bowl to shovel noodles in. The last place was in Little India. Most stalls were shut but there was one open still. It sold vegetable curry and freshly made chapatis. I was too full. My stomach has started hurting whenever I put food in it and I didn't want to tempt fate so passed on this course.

The last course was dessert, which was Durian ice cream. Durian, for those who don't know, is a fruit that absolutely stinks. I've not actually smelled it myself but it's been discussed on many occasions and other people in the group has tried. The taste is also strange apparently but I figured if I was going to try it, having it as ice cream would be the best way. It did not smell good and the taste was even worse. I had one mouthful and then gave it to someone else to finish. The taste lingered in my mouth and made me feel slightly ill.  After this, around half 9, we returned to the hostel and I just relaxed on my bed.

Not sure this is how the piece was originally....