Cosmopolitan Penang Island – happy-go-lucky mix of India, China, Malaysia, and every other country in the world to varying degrees. The beaches and shopping grounds are the playground of the young well off Malaysians, while most of the tourists generally prefered to roll their sleeves up and take their chances getting left by the rickety old bus around the relatively un-inhabited western side of the island to see the world-class butterfly farm and tropical fruit farms. Then there is Georgetown and the vibrant little India, a little colonial british architecture, and the busy night life. Finding a little fishing village wedged like their determined oysters between the city centre and the tourist beaches I marvelled at their self-sufficiency and peaceful lifestyle. There was also the old decrepid houses here as there are in every town. Why, I don’t know – but they make for interesting photos so I’m not complaining!