Selcouth.: Forever is Over

Went for food trip in Malacca, my adopted hometown.

I saw another Audi TT. Of all cars...

Why does WenQi get to see a Lamborghini in reality and I don't?

*pouts* it's so darn unfair.

Breakfast at Jonker Street. I love houses with courtyards.

Food was cheap, ain't that fantastic save the cendol. Cendol yummy~

Did I mentioned that we walked 1.7km from the hotel to Jonker Street, under the unbelievably scorching tropical sun?

Mommy's idea. Not about saving petrol, but to be like them Caucasians who like to carry 10kg of luggage trekking over KL. The 'white man' experiece, so to say.

And we walked around Jonker Street, barbecued by the Malaysian sun. See the little flags on the replica of Admiral ChengHo's ship? Damien and I interpreted it as 'lengzai', 'lengzai' and 'lengzai'. My Chinese... lol.

When Damien saw this statue he pointed to the nose and said, "Chinese Michael Jackson."

Which reminded me of the VMAs. I find the MJ tribute so touching I think I could cry if I'm a tad more emotional.

Lunch in a Portuguese restaurant at Jonker Street. The dishes looked and tasted more Nyonya-ish to me.

Oh and I saw Caryn there!! Malaysia is so small.

Made our way back to the hotel for a nap. Walking 3.4km+ is so tiring...

Suddenly mommy woke up and said, "Want to go walk again?" I groaned.

"Want to go Mdm King's?" Who and what the hell is that?

Daddy told me that once upon a time before I was born, young people from Johor and Malacca went to Mdm King's to get clothes of the latest fashion and style. Something like a trendsetter, you must have whatever that's in Mdm King's to look 'cool'.

I got up and ran there. Duh.

Ta da. Like daddy said, it was a trendsetter, long LONG ago.

Now the clothes the sell are kinda like Nichii. About the same price. Lots of bags and shoes.

I bought a white dress and a white blouse (how can you resist 50% discount, you tell me). Ehehehe~

Malacca's famous local delicacy, satay celup, for dinner!!

Notice the Chinese translation for satay celup at the lower right corner? Instead of getting the readers to pronounce it as 'zhu lu', they wrote it as 'zhu jin'.

So, maybe Chinese isn't that easy after all.

We went to one of the most well known satay celup restaurants, Capitol Satay Celup in Lrg Bkt Cina. It opens at 5pm. We reached at 5pm and this is the crowd.

Mad, I tell you, mad. People from Singapore, JB, KL and Malacca queuing up for an hour just for satay celup.

Just like when J. Co started. People lining up just to waste money, regardless of the sweat and ass-grabbing (I'm serious).

Because we didn't want to wait for an hour for dinner, we settled for the not-that-crowded satay celup restaurant a shoplot away from Capitol.

Still had to queue up. At least the line wasn't that long.

Anyway, Damien also waited until tulan...

Yummy...

Yummy yummy~

Actually, quite nice also you know.

Moral of the story: sometimes the next best alternative ain't that bad.

On the way back, Damien was too tired to walk. And so, he asked daddy to piggyback him all the way to the hotel.

Daddy was too tired to carry so Brian had to do the job.

Aww, Damien, don't be shy. We all know you're the baby in the house.

Had chicken rice balls the next morning *burp*

Then, we decided to do 'tourist stuff'. Tourists don't go around town just to eat, no. So we drove to Porta de Santiago.

Better known as A Famosa. Just so you know, it's gonna be 500 years old in 2011.

By the way, it's pronounced as 'ah fahmosa'. Not 'ei fahmosa'. It's Portuguese, people.

Oh, I didn't notice the sky was so blue...

There's a sombre note to the building. If you picture the Portuguese soldiers defending the fort against the natives -- the blood, the gun powder -- it's just sad.