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China Town (Kuala, Lumpur) |
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We Started Walking The Other Way (Kuala Lumpur) |
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Yet Another Example of How Bad the World Can Be (Kuala Lumpur) |
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Portuguese Fort Remains (Malaka Malaysia) |
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China Town (Malaka, Malaysia) |
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(Malaka, Malaysia) |
Malaysia was raining.
Tired, sleepy and ill-informed
after 22 hours on a train we arrived in Malaysia with hopes of catching what we
thought to be the quickest way from the border to Kuala Lumpur, the train. Whilst
running to buy the ticket for the train that was about to leave in the
following 2 minutes we ignored all the signs; the bus driver promising a 4 hour
drive at a lower price, an almost empty train and a complete exodus of tourists
from the train station. It took us a mere 1 minute in our deserted carriage to
realize that we had paid a premium to increase our journey by 3 hours and spend
in total 29 hours on trains since leaving Bangkok.
The following day we didn’t
even try to find out if there was a train to Malaka; we immediately headed to
the bus station.
Malaka was small, quaint and
merited a couple of days. Between wandering around town looking for the
remnants of Portuguese invaders and Dutch colonizers we took refuge from the
torrential afternoon rain in our hostel and patiently waited for our next
opportunity to eat. Needless to say our highlights for Malaka revolved around
food. Advised by the hostel owner we spent an hour queuing outside a local
eatery for what can only be described as satay fondue. Incredibly rich and
delicious, we thought it was time well spent.
Before boarding the bus to
Singapore we stopped by our vegetarian restaurant of choice for some take away
breakfast and experienced yet another gesture of hospitality and generosity.
Whilst Diana struggled to choose amongst all the food on display a lady
pointed and advised on what we should try; the samosas, egg rolls, Chinese
fried sweets, everything was good. Not wanting to contradict this lovely lady
we asked for one of each and when we attempted to pay she insisted it was her
treat. And so totally unexpectedly, and after less than a week in the country, we hopped on the short 3 hour bus to Singapore with several bags full of yummy vegetarian delicacies.
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