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Saturday, February 19, 2005

Kid's chorus


To Johore Bahru, Malaysia, 97 km. Solo, exploratory ride across the causeway. I venture into Kampung Pasir. Friendly kids gather as I whip out my camera. I ask: "Apa khabar?" They chorus: "Khabar baik." Beautiful rustic scene, with friendly waves, smiles and laughter throughout. I twist and turn until I get lost somewhere around Taman Sutera. As usual, a friendly motorcyclist tells me where to go, and my trusty compass puts me back on the right road. (No. of near accidents: 2. Unusually high in Malaysia; one near-miss is my fault.)

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