Melaka, Malaysia
*Note: started this post at the airport, but now finishing it from Sawit, Indonesia again.
Still at Changi airport. Sucked on the grass jelly drink too fast and totally sucked it back into my throat. Got mad at the drink and threw it away. Actually wasn't that mad at the drink, I pretty much finished it, and then threw it away. Here's the scoop on Melaka!
Saturday morning, went to meet Marc at the airport. I even made a "Marco" sign but didn't get to use it, because I was late. Oops. Four and a half hours and a rather uneventful busride later, we were in Melaka. We found a hotel and got settled in in time to explore the night market going on. I tried laksa, a tasty noodle soup. Noodles in soup! Noodles in soup!
I love street fairs, and I love the idea of street fair/festival food. In the U.S. though, the food kind of lets me down (corn dogs, cotton candy, garlic fries, funnel cake, etc.), but here, the food totally delivers. It's all asian-y, steamed dim sum-type bite, noodles, small tarts and pastries, bean-y goodness - basically I can walk around and ogle the food and have an awesome time. Which is basically what I did.
On Sunday, we wandered around, visiting a church (I don't remember the names of the things there), shopping, and searching for pancakes and finding none. I settled for soba noodles, and Marc had pho. Noodles in soup! Noodles in soup!
That evening, we walked along the river, which was strung with lights and almost deserted. We poked along, trying to find the harbor, or at least the ocean. The architecture in the city is an interesting mix of old and new, but I was struck by how for a city that achieved its status and power through its ports, how little emphasis there was on them now. Or maybe they're still big, but more industrial rather than tourist-y. I don't know. We never did find the harbor, but we found a bumpin' food court instead.
Monday morning we squeezed in a visit to the Museum of Enduring Beauty (interesting look at cultural ideals and rituals regarding beauty, such as scarring, foot binding, neck rings, lip plates, tattooing, etc) and the Sultan's Palace. Both really neat. And cheap. In the afternoon, we bused it back to Singapore. Bye bye Melaka! You were fun.
Still at Changi airport. Sucked on the grass jelly drink too fast and totally sucked it back into my throat. Got mad at the drink and threw it away. Actually wasn't that mad at the drink, I pretty much finished it, and then threw it away. Here's the scoop on Melaka!
Saturday morning, went to meet Marc at the airport. I even made a "Marco" sign but didn't get to use it, because I was late. Oops. Four and a half hours and a rather uneventful busride later, we were in Melaka. We found a hotel and got settled in in time to explore the night market going on. I tried laksa, a tasty noodle soup. Noodles in soup! Noodles in soup!
I love street fairs, and I love the idea of street fair/festival food. In the U.S. though, the food kind of lets me down (corn dogs, cotton candy, garlic fries, funnel cake, etc.), but here, the food totally delivers. It's all asian-y, steamed dim sum-type bite, noodles, small tarts and pastries, bean-y goodness - basically I can walk around and ogle the food and have an awesome time. Which is basically what I did.
On Sunday, we wandered around, visiting a church (I don't remember the names of the things there), shopping, and searching for pancakes and finding none. I settled for soba noodles, and Marc had pho. Noodles in soup! Noodles in soup!
That evening, we walked along the river, which was strung with lights and almost deserted. We poked along, trying to find the harbor, or at least the ocean. The architecture in the city is an interesting mix of old and new, but I was struck by how for a city that achieved its status and power through its ports, how little emphasis there was on them now. Or maybe they're still big, but more industrial rather than tourist-y. I don't know. We never did find the harbor, but we found a bumpin' food court instead.
Monday morning we squeezed in a visit to the Museum of Enduring Beauty (interesting look at cultural ideals and rituals regarding beauty, such as scarring, foot binding, neck rings, lip plates, tattooing, etc) and the Sultan's Palace. Both really neat. And cheap. In the afternoon, we bused it back to Singapore. Bye bye Melaka! You were fun.
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