We were not too sure where it went so just hopped on. We followed the route on our GPS and discovered we were near a famous floating mosque, so jumped off to take a look. We soon discovered it was quite a walk but after crossing a field of the strangest, bounciest grass we eventually arrived. The mosque is built on a jetty over the water. We had a look around (it wasn't hugely spectacular) and then headed back to catch the bus. As we walked along the huge long road a man stopped and kindly gave us a lift to the bus stop. We were very grateful as this meant we could catch the next bus rather than waiting an hour for the next one.
Back in town we had arranged to have dinner with some people we had met in the Cameron Highlands. We headed back to same hawker stall and shared many different dishes including sesame chicken, pork noodles, cuttle fish, various little chinese cakes and some black glutinous rice with coconut milk, quite a feast.