Palace Hotel Melaka

... in hostels and the longer we hung around and just chilled out we quickly realised we didn't need to go anywhere else.<br><br>We stayed three nights in the end, it felt like weeks, Howard had driven us around taken us out and generally made us feel right at home, we had ate some amazing food, including getting into proper southern indian curries eating with our hands off banana leaves and amusing the locals doing so! The low level city has hundreds ...

... and asked George if he was the guy that had suggested Sunny's Inn to him, he jokingly said that he couldn't have been him because he'd just flown back from a meeting the Prime Minister in Tokyo about the swine flu pandemic; he continued in this mood for quite a while. What a guy, a "smoke me a kipper, I'll be back for breakfast" kind of guy. Legend.<br><br>It also turned out that Zen was really good at reflexology massages. He seemed to give the same Spanish girl a leg/foot ...

... is gravy, as they say. I didn't know a thing about Malaysia until a few days ago and had never had any desire to see it. It just happened that you had to get here to go there, and there was the Perhentians for Janice so I was along for the ride. That brought us to the Camerons and on the way; I read her the history of Malaysia from her Rough Guides book. It is a pretty fascinating history - especially since the country itself is only 52 years old. What the hell was ...

... owner; nocturnal chain-smokers who stayed up through the entire night yelling and smoking in the kitchen. My room shared a wall with the kitchen and there were several holes in the wall so that the smoke and the conversation flowed freely between the kitchen and my room. Every hour or so I would get up and make an appearance in the kitchen, arms crossed and scowling so that they would know I did not approve. They would politely offer me coffee, as if ...

... 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 ...

... at nights. The exception to this was Saturday night when Howard took people out to a club that played house music. It was actually a gay/lesbian bar, but about a dozen people from the guest house tagged along. I think I was the only straight guy of the group (aside from Howard) as it was mostly girls. Once we were inside, we bought pails of beer, which was 90 RM for five 320 ml bottles. Howard showed us some magic tricks and then the music got us all up ...

... would be much more straightforward. It was made up of noodle dishes that although did not scream breakfast looked pretty basic at first glance. We piled our plates with a few different things and sat down with a coffee. We ate. We began to sweat, the food was beyond spicy. We laughed a bit about it and continued, I was downing my iced coffee, when much to my surprise I looked down at my plate to see many little eyes ...

... rundt for at lave noget, men naar vejene er saa umulige giver det uendeligt lange koeer. Men jeg fandt aldrig vej til kirkegaarden da vejene paa en mystisk maade foerte mig tilbage til centrum af byen uden at jeg opdagede det foer jeg var der. Paa trods af de, dog faa men stadig, kilometer jeg havde cyklet var jeg kun kommet omkring 500 meter vest fra hvor jeg boede. Jeg magtede ikke at forsoege igen saa jeg ...

... got us some illegal coconut wine. think rice wine made from coconuts. pretty good but a bit strong to have a lot of. tonight portaguise section of town and a club. howard is also a DJ and wants us to hear him play. ok so went to the st. pedro festival and ended up on stage with a radio contest. we had to do diffrent poses for super heros and on of a cow where we did a "moooo" and squated on the ground. I ...

... Orange painted buildings (I think they had been painted orange partly to preserve them and partly to make them look more authentic - they certainly failed in the latter of the aims). From there, we went to Chinatown, walking past some very rundown looking houses on millionaire's row, and visited a Chinese temple which had recently undergone some extensive refurbishment. On the way back to the hostel, we stopped at a local cafe for a drink and got talking to one of the waiters (Hans ...