The skies during our last month in Penang were uninspiring.  The slash-and-burn season in Sumatra was going on longer than usual, and most days were hazy, some with terrible visibility.  However, one morning dawned clear after a huge storm and we snagged the chance for a final hike up Penang hill with my running buddies.  This had become a bit of a farewell ritual for friends in Penang, it was my turn.  Tim met us at the top, and we all trained down together.  Glad we got the opportunity!