Malaysia and it is very nice too

That would be Kate, in Linda's and Charles's kitchen, well mostly Linda's though I did see Charles washing a few dishes, so I guess scullery help gets some credit. So that puts us in Penang. and Mark and Marie made it. Their matching outfits are courtesy of Charles loaning Mark a shirt as Mark forget to have Delta forward one of his many bags so he was reduced to borrowing clothing from his older brother.  Some things never change. 

   Here Charles and I are chuckling over the travails of the younger set.

The Malaysians on the esplanade in old Georgetown. And it is hot so think those from northern climes.

The bungalow home of an 18th century wealthy Chinese merchant and still in good shape.
He did well for himself.

We drove out to the north end of the island to a fishing pier, (not like one at Oak Island).

 Boats with Malaysian flags-in case you do not know your flags.

I was fascinated by the boats, as was Patt, who took most of the photos in this blog,

One boat was a flurry of activity and had several crew working on cleaning it.

The long narrow pier the boats were tied to.  Perhaps 100 yards long- five feet wide.

The car smelled like fish when we got back in after being on the pier.  Never did quite figure out why.

And the Floating mosque, quite serene and peaceful.  

We are looking forward to hearing "call to prayers" .

Charles, Linda and Kate have kept us on a wonderful schedule and full of great meals, entertainment and interesting sights, sounds and smells.  Lunch was a fabulous fancy meal in a treehouse type restaurant overlooking the ocean consisting of ta-da, Thai food — guess who about foundered.  That would have been us as we put on the ole feedbag.  Then for evening fare we went to street food city, again overlooking the sea, just over Mark's shoulder to the right, had Korean, Japanese, and Thai again.  Penang is a known food destination.  Like one should come here just to eat.

and have a small bottle of beer while you are here.  Mark is about to finish off this bottle of Tiger.  Add in a little jet lag and he is a hoot.