A quick taste of Malacca

Our last stop in Malaysia was Malacca, so we could see something outside of the big city. We had delicious food for next to nothing, and learned some history. The port at Malacca was so important to early trade that it was considered the capital of the world. It lead to some of the first maritime laws, harbor masters, and usages of multiple currencies. The strait of Malacca, now often called the strait of Malaysia, still sees 120,000 ships pass by. No ships really doc with Malacca anymore as Penang and Singapore have long since surpassed this old port town. Now the river leading to the ocean has tour boats and is surrounded by lovely restaurants for tourists, both local and foreign alike.

The Malacca church needs to be straightened out a bit (picture doesn’t show it too well, but it is like the leaning tower of Pisa).

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The once famous river that had the largest market in the world, now home of cute cafes, and good Indian food.

Erin tries a mystery egg and sausage stick, got to eat something odd at the night market. The melting honey pastries were the best.

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The most delicious food in Malacca, red pork noodles… The locals wait in lines for over an hour to eat these $1.50 noodles… apparently no one has thought to just raise the price 😉

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Food is very popular here both locals and tourists line up for hours at the favorite spots. Both the famous chicken rice balls and city satay had over hour long waits… Sadly neither of those was worth the wait, but the red pork noodles mentioned above was easily worth the wait. Duck noodles below had no wait at all and were pretty outstanding as well.

We’re on a Roof in Malaysia

On a helipad converted into a bar, to be precise.

As a side note, there is something awesome about a place where the evening Azan (Islamic call to prayer) is immediately followed by fireworks in celebration of the Hindu Autumn Festival of Deepvali.

We also explored the Batu caves.

And, yes, while I was taking these pictures I did feel just like the tourists who visit DC and then ask me for their help getting their picture with the squirrels, but just as those tourists maintain that squirrels are cute, I say that so are these monkeys.

A Lifetime of Amazing Pictures

Dan has been looking at his pictures over the last several weeks and saying how we have “a lifetime of amazing pictures.” Now, admittedly, Dan’s camera is better than mine, and I’ve been busy — booking bus tickets, doing laundry, knocking ants off the bed, reading, squatting over toilets, packing, unpacking…I don’t know — but it wasn’t until today that I had a chance to look through my last six weeks of pictures, and OMG. Some of my absolute favorites are below, and links to some of the galleries are below that.

Some galleries:

Beijing

Hong Kong

Vietnam

Cambodia

Corruption in Cambodia

As explained in the Kampot Survival Guide (a must-read publication during your trip to Kampot):

Corruption. There is no corruption in Cambodia, none at all! The country, like all of its neighbours, is commission based, that’s why it’s so easy to do things here, everybody will help you because they earn a small fee for their effort.

Commission. Please refer to corruption.”

Kampot, Cambodia

Slept under a mosquito net and through blackouts and woke up to the rooster under our bungalow. Learned a new sport (paddleboarding) and a new drink (a Ricard).

Really enjoyed our time at GreenHouse. I once heard it described as “just like a bungalow over the sea on an island, without the sea or the island.” Couldn’t agree more. But, great river views and breezes, and better French food and cappuccinos than most islands I’ve been to.

$51 and 16 hours from Siem Reap

One night bus over bumpy dirt roads with a bathroom that can only be described as sloshy, one day bus, two tuk tuks, (including one from which my bag fell into a puddle of mud,) and we have arrived in Kampot, Cambodia.
Our bungalow has the first provided mosquito net of the trip.

Update: Dan says that the bathroom on the night bus would be better described as a surrealist mountain of sloshiness with only rusted nails to brace yourself against. He’s right.

Fishing in Cambodia

Our tuk tuk driver pulled over at a local fishing spot. So we could watch people fishing.  It was cool to watch the nets flying through the air. I got lucky enough with my timing to have google #autoawesome a couple photos together.

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net fishing in Cambodia

We saw a lot of locals out fishing on a Tuesday but were told there aren’t many fish left in the river. We saw some small catches, but nothing big and not much was being caught. Sort of seemed the same in Vietnam where most of the rivers had been over fished as well.