We were glad to see quite clear sky as we got ready to ride this morning. No sign of rain!
We rode through Ipoh, and again we did not see any bouganvillea, so mystified as to why it was described as the bouganvillea city. In the country, we do see nice bouganvillea bushes blooming in front of some houses, so they are in season.
There is a typical type of store lining the streets of the towns. They are two stories tall, with a roof designed to contain vents. Many of them have arched windows, and many have an archway over the sidewalk. Very practical and good looking.
The ride was among plantations and rice paddies, all very flat land, so not scenically special, but we spotted a pack of monkeys sitting on the hydro power lines. When we stopped to shoot pictures of them, they quickly disappeared in the busy; too quickly, we couldn’t get our cameras out fast enough.
Otherwise fairly typical sights on the road; a number of mosques and a couple of Hindu temples, lots of wooden houses, and always people going about their business. There were many stalls along the road selling Durans, a fruit about the size of a coconut, but with spiky skin, and a very strong smell. In fact, they smell so strong that several of our hotels have had signs on the front doors telling customers not to bring durans into the hotel!