Melaka - Malaysia

Well we left Tioman and caught a 5 hr airconditioned horror/porn movie viewing bus to Melaka, the site of earliest european contact in Malaysia - Portugeuse in the 15th C, and Dutch 100 years later, then the bloody british as well. As a result its place that shows off it fusion of cultures. Its vibrant and busy, with cool old ruins to explore and museums up the yin yang. We stayed with eccentric hippys in chinatown, where we had timed our stay beautifully for the night markets, shown here. Check out the grandest Kareoke stage ever in the centre.
Bloody choice shop.

So tempting to buy things in the market, I thought of lots for myself and Megan thought of lots for everyone but herself. We held back though cos there will be many more markets to come. This one had a locally crafted bent though, which was refreshing - not so many prada and LV imitations. We spent our money on the great food, piecing our dinners together from several stalls.

Of course we had a trishaw ride the night we got there, to help get our beaings for the place and to look at things to do the next day. 10 ringit to be pedalled around for 25 minutes, and Josh and I had a go racing each other , not exactly built for speed tho!
fancy a dip into a bubbling vat of goodness? hold meat in there to cook it yourself, then at the end they count the leftover sticks to figure out the price.
We watched the first half of a chinese opera with the rest of chinatowns grey parade and their grandchildren, fun to try and pick what the hell is going on!

So after 2 nights here we headed to KL. Thanks Melaka!