Sunday, June 24, 2012

Weekend in Melaka...or is it Malacca?

One blazing hot weekend in June, The Boy and I celebrated a milestone. It was our first weekend away since moving to KL and we were going to Melaka, that lovely UNESCO heritage-listed historical port town about 2-3 hours drive away.

The Boy and I on Melaka River

Melaka centres on the river. The water is not the best but the brightly painted restored shop houses that line the river on both sides - some converted into cafes and accommodation - and the cruise boats ferrying tourists up and down give it a nice life. We happily did the 10-minute leisurely stroll up and down the river to our hotel several times over the weekend, always finding something new to notice and enjoy at different times of day.


Melaka is perfect for a weekend trip because most of the tourist sites are clustered close together, which makes for easy sightseeing. The only obstacle was the heat, which seemed to be about 5 degrees warmer than KL! Luckily, cold fresh fruit juices, refreshing bowls of cendol and beers (The Boy's drink of choice) are plentiful, and people-watching enjoyable.

Melaka town centre
Melaka town centre
Colourful tri-shaws lined up waiting for customers

While we chose to walk, it seemed the 'tri-shaw' was the mode of transport of choice for many other visitors that weekend. For some reason, the drivers of these bicycle/carriages insist of blasting loud music as they ferry passengers around, anything from loud 80s ballads to dance club hits. 

St Paul's church ruins
Water wheel
A'Famosa fort ruins
Maritime Museum
Malaysians will tell you to go to Melaka for the food. In fact, one of The Boy's staff drives there with friends every couple of months for a feed. Melaka is known for several dishes including chicken rice balls, satay celup and cendol. We had a delicious lunch at Famosa Chicken Rice Ball restaurant on Jonker Street, returning later to check out the night markets, which were bustling.

At the top of Jonker Street
Sunny afternoon in Chinatown
Rice balls and chicken = simple but oh, so satisfying
Lovely interior at Famosa Chicken Rice Ball restaurant
Heaven is fresh juice in a jar on a hot day
Good night Melaka, we'll be back!

We travelled to and from Melaka by Nice Executive Coach which was great aside from a miscommunication which saw us miss the bus on the way there (luckily there was another one 2 hours later) and on the way back we were unfortunately seated beneath a leaking airconditioner which splashed water on our feet every time the bus took a sharp turn. The seats are comfortable though and it looks like one of the nicer coaches that do that route.

Travel tip: If you can help it, don't travel on a public holiday weekend. The roads were so crowded with Malaysian holidaymakers, the trip took an hour longer than scheduled each way.












Friday, June 22, 2012

Busy busy busy

It's been a while since my last post and that is a good thing in a way. It means I have been busy, and I love being busy. Since a young age I have filled my hours with activities - whilst I was at school and university I was also learning musical instruments, learning languages, reading and reading more, and as I grew older, part-time work and travel entered the mix. Even after graduating and entering the full-time workforce, I had a yearning to study again and enrolled in a part-time Masters degree. And of course one can't forget the socialising with friends and family that has been a constant in my life.

All in all, it's made me an inordinately organised person. I can find time for everything. But these past weeks, even as I thought that yes I must write another blog post, I somehow didn't get around to it. Is the relaxed Malaysian lifestyle finally having an effect on me? Perhaps. And seeing as how KL is our home for the foreseeable future, sensing that I am adjusting and 'settling in' is satisfying. I still crave my home comforts - the people and places in Sydney that I love and feel bound to - but I think I am at that stage now where I can say that I have 'a life' in KL too. And since most expat experiences are transient, I doubt that this chapter in our lives will last forever but I do hope that the lessons learned and experiences shared will stay with us in our lifetimes.