Travel Blogs from Melaka
... VIP on the door key he gave us. Yvonne had been brilliant at jumping out of the car whilst we were lost and getting instructions to get us to where we needed to go. So when she jumped out to ask at a fashion shop she came back rather embarrassed. It appeared we had got to within fifty metres so the shop assistant had been quite confused why we would be asking where the guesthouse was. Doh. Car ...
... Chinese. He will graduate from the university in one year. I asked him what the job prospects were for college graduates in Malaysia. He said they were good. He felt he would find a job with decent pay after graduation. In both Vietnam and Cambodia, the students I have talked with there that will graduate this year, feel just the opposite. They don't expect to find a job in their field of study in their countries. They say it is because of political corruption. Only ...
... One of the best preserved and most decorative is the Baba Nyonya Museum, next door to our guesthouse. "Baba Nyonya" refers to Straits Chinese. These were Chinese merchants who emigrated to Malaya, some as far back as the 16th and 17th centuries. They married local women and as many of them were educated in English, they acted as intermediaries and translators and made a lot of money in business. A lot of them became fantastically rich, and we could see this ...
... great dinsum restaurant called Low Yong Mow which was run by a Chinese family, everyone was involved from the granny who worked out everyones bill, to the small boy who ran around with trays of hot, delicious dumplings. it was always packed in the mornings, and the dinsum was great! We stuffed ourselves two mornings in a row we loved it so much.
On Thursday we packed up or bags and got on a coach to Singapore, our very last stop!
... whitewashed mosque.
Monika arrived and welcomed us warmly, her loose cotton trousers and feathery blonde hair fluttering in the muggy breeze, and a heavy greying plaster-cast on her right forearm.
“You two must be tired. Have you eaten?”
It was as if she had read our minds. Monika led us to an eatery near her house, where we each had a hearty bowl of mee goreng – a Malay fried noodle dish – and chatted about our various routes ...
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