Hotel Orkid Melaka

... stupid ****ing person who's been bite all over my body! huge mosquito bites, ****! sick and attacked by mosquitoes, such a nice welcome party!

Apart from that Malacca is been great, every single night going for lunch or dinner with some stranger traveler, from every part of the world, It seems like we know each other from long and the reality is that we have met probably hours ago... That's one of the best parts of ...

... but couldn't concentrate on reading anything. After leaving the museum we realised that some how we had gone into the museum grounds through the back route (even though it was still a normal road) and got into the museum and garden for free! (Bonus!). The museum is right next to A'Famosa and St. Paul's Church, but in between A'Famosa and the palace museum is a ticketing office where you have to pay to enter. If you walk around the back way, past the Dutch Cemetery, you can ...

... fashion creativity with the headpieces - some very funky and beautiful in wild colored silks and jeweled edges. The real difference here was a palatable friendliness versus the opposite in Hat Yai. Instant feelings about a place are the oddest thing. I have been trying to dissect and analyze what it is that gives a building/street/community/city/country a 'feel'. I am no clearer yet but am still figuring it out. What I do know is that it exists and usually the ...

... Amsterdam' op en bood wat biertjes aan. Het werd nu tijd om naar huis te gaan,.. dachtten we. Tot we een erg leuke avondmarkt doorkruisten. De kids waren (weer) goed gemutst en we besloten er nog even doorheen te struinen. Kids kregen lichtgevende Mickey-Mouse oren en een lekkere wafel met pasta. Onderweg kwamen we nog een zeer Christelijke voorstelling met jongeren die Maleise kerstliedjes zongen. Tycho vertelde Kristel dat hij het ...

... somewhere different every night, so we decided to go. It had started pouring down right after we got back to the hostel, and it kept raining until about 15 minutes before we left. Matt and I were not cocky enough to think that we had immaculate timing though, and were glad that we weren't. After the 10 or so of us arrived at the best Satay restaurant in the city in time to find out there was a one-hour wait, the sky opened up once more. But we had our rain ...

... couldn't finish it all) we were very stuffed full of seafood and satay sauce...all for less than a fiver (£) including drinks! Apart from stuffing ourselves full of tasty satay, we did manage to get out to see the well maintained old colonial (Dutch) buildings and Chinatown. There's not a lot to see or do in Melaka, but we did find a nice spot for a beer by the river.

... sideways on. By this time, we have started singing Chinese karaoke songs ourselves! (the chin chin chong song??). Just 3 ringgits (about 50p) buys an entrance ticket to the three museums in Melaka. They quite easily qualify for the worst museums ever, anywhere in the world. One contains painted beach scenery with plastic turtles placed in front (the key exhibit was an extra large plastic ...

... Sultanado de Malaca e o Memorial da Proclamação da Independência que merecem uma visita. Regresso ao centro e jantei no restaurante Capitol Satay [3] juntamente com um jovem ...

... from beautiful KL to the historic city of Malacca, some two hours south. As per usual, we were a little slow to start, and we didn't get to the bus station until 11:00. Fortunately, we were able to snatch tickets for the 11:30 bus. Given our experience with buses in Malaysia thus far, we weren't expecting too much. So we were quite pleased when we stepped onto the bus and found it to be nice: roomy seats, clean, and, we would soon find out, timely. The windows were tinted ...

... coexistence in this small coastal town. KL seems the same way.....a melting pot of SE Asian people, cultures and faiths with more than just a dash of western thought, commercialism and culture sprinkled in. So why are people here able to not only coexist with one another with seemingly no problems, but also accept ideologies from the west as well? I don't know, but I'll ask and get back to you. Follow-up on yesterday's rant: Am I a satanist? Ummm.....NO ...