We were up early and took another grab to catch our bus to Melaka. The border crossing into Malaysia was smooth but a slow process. What we envisioned to be a 4 or 5 hour trip was closer to 8 by the time we arrived at our hotel.
We checked in before walking through a bit of the historic old town. Eventually we found our way over to Pak Putra a Pakistani restaurant. Scott enjoyed his spicy mutton curry and Garlic naan, Tori her butter chicken.
Finishing dinner we walked through the night market, which was overflowing with people but refreshing to see different items than in previous countries. Tori did notice some of the fabrics were the same as a dress she had bought in Thailand. Tori was curious how the rest of the trip would go so she stopped to have her fortune told and claims its all positive news. Scott thinks the guy was just happy to have someone give him money.
The night ended with some lacklustre foot massages, Bali and Thailand have set the bar.
We checked in before walking through a bit of the historic old town. Eventually we found our way over to Pak Putra a Pakistani restaurant. Scott enjoyed his spicy mutton curry and Garlic naan, Tori her butter chicken.
Finishing dinner we walked through the night market, which was overflowing with people but refreshing to see different items than in previous countries. Tori did notice some of the fabrics were the same as a dress she had bought in Thailand. Tori was curious how the rest of the trip would go so she stopped to have her fortune told and claims its all positive news. Scott thinks the guy was just happy to have someone give him money.
The night ended with some lacklustre foot massages, Bali and Thailand have set the bar.
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| Problems arise when you misread a sign and get a chicken bun instead of lemon custard |
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| Melaka River |
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| Fresh Orange Juice |
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| Butter Chicken |
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| Mutton Curry |
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| Garlic Naan and curry |
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| Something chocolate and sweet |
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