Biggie and Kel drove us 140 km and then dropped us off at a petrol station, near Pinang, about 150 km from the Thailand border. We waited there for nearly two hours until someone finally picked us up. The vehicle that stopped, though, was certainly worth the wait. A shabby white bus pulled up with
“So, anyway, do you like hiking?” Michael asked the driver, Andy, for the second time in ten minutes. “No, not really,” replied Andy. He seemed a rather deadpan, serious kind of guy. “What’s the name of the tallest mountain in Malaysia?” “Errm, I am not sure” “Have you ever hiked