Typespotting in George Town, Penang

Insanely photogenic places, man.

George Town, the capital of Penang Island, Malaysia, is a type spotter’s heaven. The inner-city Unesco World Heritage Zone is made up of winding, eclectic little streets lined with colonial terraces of all different colours, columns with 1950s painted titles, vintage wooden shutters. mosques, temples, all seasoned with a generous sprinkling of spicy food hawker stalls.

Penang is also foodie heaven. Brilliant Indian curries, sweet and saucy Chinese pork buns, fried rice straight off the hot plate, and tandoori chicken with sweet vinegary chutney. Not to mention garlic butter naan, roti canai with sweet, peanutty sauce, and street hawker pork noodles. I ate on a gutter in the company of ‘Bob’, a hovering local, who opened with a rendition of ‘I’m All Out of Love’ and told me all about how he was an enlightened being, “omniscient, omnipresent and omnipotent” and had kickboxed a great white shark.

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