So, we got back late Wednesday night and slept in Thursday. We decided to sleep in and just relax for a day before going on our next adventure... This time to Melaka, Malaysia. It's a historic world heritage site, and a "sleepy hollow" of a town (according to their own museums, of which they have hundreds). It's also a name that can be spelled a hundred different ways, and even in the city, we saw it spelled at least five or six ways. (Melaka, Melacca, Melacka, Mellaka, Mallacca, Malaka....)
We got up early Friday morning and headed down to the bus station. We were pretty much on time and had to wait a few minutes for the bus, but then we got on and I promptly fell asleep. According to Gabe, it was nothing but coconut and banana plantations the whole way anyways. Four hours and two customs stops later (Singapore going out and Malaysia coming in), we were in Melaka. We arrived just after noon, and got a little lost in the bus depot. After getting some delicious caramel popcorn, we asked and made it onto a bus headed for Dutch Square and Chinatown. This is the center of the "touristy" part of town, and where our hostel was.
We checked in at our hostel, which had a couple non-Asians chilling in the restaurant part. The guy was nice and gave us our key and showed us to our room, which was across the street and down the block in a special "guesthouse" that had a TV and pool table along with the rooms. Our bed was nice and covered in insect netting. The overhead fan was the only cooling source other than the two windows, and the bed came with no blankets or top sheets.
After dropping off our stuff, we went and got money and walked around a bit. We were quite literally in the middle of everything. We stopped in Dutch Square (the red buildings if you look at the pictures) and got a variety of fried foods - sweet potato, banana, cinnamon bun thing, curry puff and a sweet and spicy bbq something or other. They were all delicious. We then started walking around and saw Little India (one/two blocks) and then saw the Dutch Graveyard, which really should have been called the British Graveyard since there were thirty something British and only five or so Dutch, but, whatevs. Then we saw the Sultan's Palace, which was a museum of the history of Melacka.
Melaka used to be the most prosperous port in Malaysia. The Portuguese started out there, and everything was ducky. Then the Dutch came in and took over, building buildings and running things pretty well. Then the British came, and they kindof messed everything up and turned in into the "sleepy hollow" it calls itself. There must be a hundred museums (no exaggeration) and it seems like a really cute little tourist town.
Anyways, we saw the Sultan's palace, then a fort right next to it, then St. Paul's cathedral, which was next to that, and then we walked down some steps and saw the street of literally 12 museums all lined up next to each other, and then walked over and saw the maritime museum, which was built in a model of a Portuguese galleon ship, and then we saw the little museum next to that and learned about fishies and meteors (no, I don't know why they had astronomy in a maritime museum) and then we walked back along the river to Dutch Square. Once there, we checked out the little vendors there and then saw the Stadthuys, which was a really old Dutch building that now houses a comprehensive history of the area. It was interesting, but we were all museumed-out, so we headed back out in search of something else to do.
All of this took about four hours... And we had seen nearly all of Malaka. The only big thing left to see was the Jonker Walk Night Market. Apparently this was the big market street back when Melaka was a port, but now it sold all the usual Asian street market goods - jewelry, hair accessories, purses, clothing, odds and ends, and delicious street food. We ate things off of sticks for the most part - Taiwan sausages, potato twirls (every night, baby), chicken satay, waffle hot dogs, and some other small stuff. We also had a variety of drinks... Honey lime juice, sea coconut juice, sugar cane juice, herbal tea with honey, yam bubble tea, and fresh fruit juices. Gabe even got the local dessert - a treat called chendol, which is shaved ice, coconut milk, molasses, and salty green grass jelly. I let him enjoy it.
The streets were crowded and there seemed to be a very high percentage of non-Asian tourists. We walked around for a good long while, watched some karaoke on a permanent stage, did some people watching and found a chocolate store (more on that in a minute). The night was warm, but comfortable and we enjoyed it.
We headed back to the hostel and Gabe took a cold shower... There was no hot water in the hostel. Then we went to bed and slept in a tiny bit the next morning. When we got up, we walked down and over to Dutch Square, stopping for breakfast at a place on the river (I should mention the river was all of a one minute walk away, and there were two bridges, each about five minutes in either direction). We had a full Dutch breakfast, which we split. Two eggs, a hashbrown, two chicken hotdogs, a slab of beef bacon, baked beans, and fresh toast. Gabe had delicious coffee and I had some super sweet fresh squeezed orange juice. It was nice on the water and we watched the tour boats pass every 5 minutes or so. There was even a gila monster/monitor/some-giant-lizard-looking-reptile swimming by.
After breakfast, we walked down the river all the way to the sea, and then turned and walked along the coast. It was about an hour walk, but it was interesting. We saw some mudskippers playing and eventually got over towards St. John's Fort. It was built about a mile and a half from the center of town and gave a great view of the town. We walked down the hill and found a little food stall randomly on the side of the road. Gabe got some more chendol (he said it was the best at this particular place) and we enjoyed watching the cars and the animals.
An old guy (he said he was 90... "I fought against the Japanese!") came over and started talking to us while Gabe enjoyed his chendol. Everyone was SUPER nice. Even after Bangkok, the friendliness of the Malaysians was incredible. We were sitting at a bus stop a little bit away from this eatery, watching some chickens (there were random chickens on the side of the road... two of them cocks who kept flapping and mock-fighting with each other), and people would ride by or walk by and say hi and ask where we were from and how we were. It was really cool.
Nearby was the Portuguese Settlement, which was unimpressive mostly because it was residential and empty. We did get to stop and Gabe got some of his fried bananas, from a guy who spoke Portuguese, no less! The man was really nice and gave us directions to more food and a bus stop. We stopped at a 7-11 to get some drinks before catching a bus back to the center of town. (By the way, there are THOUSANDS of 7-11's here in Asia. There were six within a 10 minute walk from our hotel in Bangkok.)
We were dropped off close to Jonker Walk, so we decided to go back to the chocolate shop. They had a "crash course" in chocolatiering (making chocolate).... so we made some chocolate! They took a whole bunch of photos and are supposed to be sending them to me, but they haven't arrived yet. We each made 24 filled chocolates - mine milk and Gabe's dark. The fillings are: orange (delicious), strawberry (delicious), cheesy caramel (undecided, but I think it's cream cheese...) and passion fruit (I'll save those for Gabe's dad... If I can figure it out without having to taste it). It was a lot of fun, and making chocolate is a lot harder than it looks!
We then went back to the hostel for a bit and watched TV. It was so nice to just sit and relax. I haven't seen a real TV that I can control since Christmas. Then it was bedtime since we had to get up early to come back. We arrived in time to catch a bus an hour earlier than ours was scheduled, so we grabbed a quick breakfast at the bus depot and headed home. We got in at about 2 and both took showers and relaxed for a bit. After walking around in the sun for two days in Malacca, I was burned to a crisp...
Uncle Ralph is/will be back in the States, so we went out to dinner with him last night before he left. (Stupid time differences... I'm not sure whether he's back yet or not, but he left this morning our time...) We went to Brewerks and I had a delicious salad and burger, two things I was craving. We also shared a pitcher of beer (not bad) and some nachos (definitely had Singaporean influence...). It was a fun night and really enjoyed both our trip and dinner.
This morning was school, and we both missed the rain, and I learned that it rained EVERY DAY while we were on break... Gabe and I didn't see any while we were traveling.
It was a fun week, but we only have six more weeks of school, then three weeks of exams, two weeks or so of more traveling, and then we may be coming home. Time is flying, and I miss home, but I don't want to miss out on anything here.
Anyways, time for dinner.
Goodnight-lah.