Heading South - Mersing – Kota Tinggi
The following morning, Ernest’s legs were much improved, but
unfortunately, I found myself back in the waiting game. Ernest was
notoriously slow in the mornings. From Mersing, an undulating route
south led toward Singapore, passing palm oil plantations and a few
interesting sights. The rain provided the perfect excuse to take cover
several times and enjoy a sweet cup of tea from a roadside stall.
Although my new saddle was comfortable, my backside was still sore.
In Kota Tinggi, I found a room with the luxurely of air conditioning
and hot water, a welcome relief. Utterly ravenous from skipping
breakfast, we rushed to the food stalls. Being in a predominantly
Chinese community, plenty of Chinese rice buns and other delicious
dishes made it very likely to find vegetarian options.