Stories of me and myself

You know, you always wanna reward yourself after a trek, especially when you feel a sense of accomplishment. But this time round, I think we were just greedy… hungry ghosts we were! Hahaha!

We arrived in Malacca in a Mercedez cab. High-crass right? But it’s so old I bet the Tungku used it for his campaigning before Independence! Heh. We checked in to our budget hotel before proceeding to savour nonya food. We ordered sambal kangkong, sambal sotong, ayam buah keluak (yum!), assam fish, otah-otah, fried egg (stooped order), soft-shell crab (which was over-fried). Happy. We went to Mahkota for some shopping before 2 of them ended up eating Mac’s and the rest at KFC! My gosh! Hahaha! We proceeded to Bamboo Hut Bistro for some drinks, where we snacked on lots of potatoes and were entertained to no end by a Filippino singer, who sang all-time favourites and had a good sense of humour.

After a good night’s rest at the hotel (we were lucky cos the room beside us had a worm in the tandas and bed bugs), we had simple English breakfast before setting off. We walloped Baba laksa, chendol, pineapple tart samples, chicken rice balls (one each for the girls! Haha!) and kampong chicken of course (though I still insist that Thomson’s chicken is still the best!), A&W (Coney Dog, Large Root beer float with 2 scoops of ice-cream, curly fries, and waffle with ice-cream). And I peng-san-ed. I was done for the day. No more food for me for the rest of the day, but my counterparts still went on to Ramli Burger! Wow. Singaporeans.

I thank God for all His provision and the hands that prepared all the food for us, for providing me with good Christian company who soon became fast friends, and for keeping us all safe and sound throughout the trip.