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Travel Blogs from Melaka
... bags declaring contents to be “water”. Roger being curious had to ask if there was a shortage in Malaysia was told they had come from Mecca and it was “Holy water”.
While changing some money and Phyllis having a fag at arrivals we were accosted by lots of taxi touts quoting from RM250 to RM350 for the journey from the airport to Melaka. We checked to see if it still was the case, that to catch the bus to Melaka ...
Melaka or Malacca, both names used as frequent, is the place where Malaysia was born. The history and atmosphere of this place is incredible!
Before I went on a trip to Malacca I already thought Malaysia is a super multi cultural country. All different religions and ethnic groups. I didn't expect it can get more multi than this. But yes it can! Malacca is such a great example of that. I believe there are not many places in South East Asia that ...
... river. There we watched as the river was all lit up and every minute a boat filled with Chinese tourists would go past on tour boats snapping pictures of us eating our dinner! Nevertheless it was a pretty evening with a great vibe, a fabulous place to have a few beers and watch the world go by. Walking back to our hostel in the evening we followed the river, taking in the colourful town houses lining the banks and crossing ...
... years old.Full of history but a small town like place.
We are glad that we have come.
He explains to us that there is more to see on the outskirts and if we were staying thats what we would view....but today this is enough.
Mr Leong takes us back to the bus station after 4 hours and we have enough time to eat something and toilet and then we leave at 3.30pm.
Thunderstorms happen and so traffic jams happen and we don't pull in until 6pm.
... instead of buying a full meal, we tasted a local delicacy named ‘cendol’, a strange pudding involving sweet red beans, bright green jelly, and whipped cream, among other peculiar ingredients. It was pleasant enough, but as we sat overlooking a little canal by night, the twinkling of the streetlights reflected in the gently babbling waters won the war for our attention.
Eventually, it was time for us to make our weary way back to Monika’s house to pack and ...
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