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Malacca Trip Day One Part 3

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(a continuation from Day One Part 2…) RIP JOHNNY DEPP DIED IN CAR CRASH BORDEAUX, France?

My apologies for the delay of this installment but the Qishan Abused Dogs are more important!


Magical healing in process…

Here’s a recap from Day One Part 2.

We were brought to this old shophouse not far from the hotel for a miracle ear-pricking session which is said to improve our eyesight.

I was sceptical over its’ claims. How does pricking ones’ ears aid in improving the eyesight?

I was getting restless waiting for them and it seems like forever when it finally ended.

“Surely we can go visit somewhere now?” I thought.


But I was dead wrong…

I was aghast to learn that the next activity won’t be till two hours later and the only thing we can do in the meantime was to take a rest in our room due to the long journey we had earlier. I could have ventured out myself for that two precious hours but my Mum wouldn’t hear of it and is worried that I might get mugged lose my way and can’t get back in time.

So, after much grumbling and two hours later, we gathered at the hotel lobby and were brought to Dataran Pahlawan for an hour’s shopping.

Shopping doesn’t arouse much interest in me as the stores are more or less the same everywhere. The only thing that managed to trigger my interest was seeing A&W but regrettably, dinner was next on the itinerary so I must leave my stomach alone.

Painful decision.

After leaving the shopping mall, dinner was at the following restaurant.

Seroni Nyonya Cuisine Restaurant
No 60 & 62 Taman Melaka Raya I,
Jalan Melaka Raya 25, 75200 Melaka, Malaysia


The interior


Nyonya Chicken Curry


Nyonya Chap Chye

Pardon the blurriness because my hands were shaky someone was turning the lazy susan.


Sambal Fish or something


Sambal Okra


Udang Nenas


Cendol for eight in a large bowl


The aftermath

I’m fine with Peranakan food but having a similar menu for both lunch and dinner all on the same day seems abit too much.

After dinner, we crossed the street and turned the corner to this shop…


Little Nyonya Gift Shop


It sells a variety of local produce


A cuttlefish’s worst nightmare

There’s nothing Nyonya about this shop.

No salesgirls dressed in Kebaya, no Nyonya Kuehs, and no one singing Pantun.

It’s just one of the many shops selling local produce.

I’m getting pretty fed up because we’ve been taken nowhere the whole day except to places where the tour guide can earn his commission.

Where will we go next?

Malacca Trip Day One Part Four coming up!

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A House Without A Family Is Not A Home

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It just feels… incomplete.

Don’t you think?

These few days, I feel really insecure to return to an empty house.

Sure, you get the peace and quiet when you have the house all to yourself but
the quietness really gets to you, especially in the night.

It has been three days since the parents flew out of town and I’m beginning to miss them already.

It’s times like this that makes me appreciate Mum’s naggings and Dad’s farts (the sound not the smell) the most.

I guess loneliness is really a scary thing because it makes one do weird things subconsciously?

I have had two weird dreams last night, one involving my Mum and the
other involving my paternal family home which has already been
demolished.

In the first dream, I dreamt that I walked out on my Mum (because she did something to embarrass me in public) and when I turned back to look for her, I just can’t find her anywhere anymore. She’s just vanished into thin air and I lost her forever.

I woke up from that dream feeling really awful and when I went back to sleep, the second dream started.

In the second dream, I was staying in my paternal family home with friends whom I’ve met during the different stages of my life. The events that unfolded in this dream was just plain illogical and hard to explain in words.

I guess the saying “what you think during the day, you’ll dream about it in the night” is true huh?

When my parents returned, I’m gonna give them a big hug and make sure they do not travel for the next ten years!

Anyway, this is my dinner today.

I left some mushrooms to cook in the slow cooker this morning and the mushroom and fatt choy turned out really nice and soft!


Braised Mushroom with vegetarian Curry Mutton

Looks unappetizing I know, but it tastes quite nice actually.

Be grateful that we still have food to eat.

Wait till you see this upsetting news that I saw on CNN today.

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Home Alone

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I was really tired yesterday because I didn’t sleep a wink on Friday night. I toss and turn in bed but I just couldn’t get any sleep.

Perhaps its because my parents are going aboard without me though I can’t be sure am I feeling excited or sian about it. I went to buy breakfast for my parents at 5.30am on Saturday morning before sending them off to catch their flight.

Remember a few posts back (I’ve deleted that post already) when I mentioned that I went to the tour agency to get some travel brochures? I was actually considering Hong Kong, Bangkok and Korea but my parents had decided on China instead.

I had no interest in strange rock formations or thousand year old temples (actually, it’s because of this) so, I decided to stay home instead.

It was just my first night alone yesterday and I already had a near death encounter when the lizard decides to play a jack-in-the-box prank on me by leaping out from the tissue box. It only stop short of throwing confetti and shouting “Surprise!” to my face.

Then, I entered the kitchen and I spotted a cockroach behaving suspiciously near the sink. I yelled at it but it ignored me and kept running away leaving me with no choice but to put it to death with hot water.

BAD MOVE…

The body is still there awaiting for removal at this point of typing and the parents will only be back in eight days.

Thailand Trip

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With my laptop fixed, I’m finally able to share about my recent trip,
something that I should have done three months ago, before my hard disc
crashed on me.

I was away on a pilgrimage trip to Hat Yai, Thailand where I took a bumpy coach ride departing from the Golden Mile Complex and crossed the Thai border via Malaysia.
It took a staggering 16 hours of traveling and going through four
customs (exit SIN > enter MAS > exit MAS > enter THAI) before
reaching Hat Yai. After alighting from the coach, I had to transfer to a mini van where I was further driven away from civilization.

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The temple that I was heading for, was hidden away at a remote part of Hat Yai, surrounded by nothing but mountains and forest.

Life at the temple was laid-back yet mundane at the same time. It’s rise and shine for the monks at 4.30AM (Thailand being one hour slower than Singapore)
to have their morning prayers after which, I would follow them out of
the temple to seek alms in the village before returning for breakfast.

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This
is followed by area cleaning until lunch and its OTOT until dinner.
During this period of time, I would go explore the temple grounds and the mysterious cave
above the temple.

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Over at the temple,
activities begin to cease around 6PM and by 7PM, it was time to retire
to bed. Early as it may sound but in this remote village, there is
practically nothing else to do except sleeping because there is no
electricity outside the bedroom at night. The only way to navigate your
way around was with a torchlight but with thousands of screaming bats flying out of the cave foraging for food at this hour, it is safer to stay indoors.

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