爸爸亲手栽植的九重葛 竟然长出混合颜色的花瓣 但灿烂夺目的时光却十分短暂 最近看见花儿谢了 心里有一丝莫名的惆怅 大自然再次提醒我 世上无永远 所以才须懂得珍惜. ...
I hardly buy souvenirs. When I found myself missing these clogs, I told myself I have to get a pair when I visit Melaka again. ...
While walking along Jln Parameswara, we had this conversation: Parameswara sounds familiar. He's the fella who came to Singapore and beat the lion, remember? Isn't that Sang Nila Utama? Subsequently, I realised my confusion between the two names was valid. In lower secondary school we were taught that Sang Nila Utama saw a lion on an island and decided to name the place Singapura...
We were people watching in Town Square and I spotted this family at the fountain. I recognized them right away. I had just seen them about two weeks ago in my country on the train. What a surreal and beautiful coincidence. ...
Super touristy, but these over the top trishaws have certainly become an identity of Melaka. ...
When I reached Apa Kaba on Friday night, I started asking Kenny about buses back to Singapore on Sunday. I had checked every counter at Melaka Sentral and all of them told me the same thing, no more bus to Johor Bahru or Singapore on Sunday afternoon. Kenny noticed I was still carrying my bag and he told me to relax and settle down...
The second half of the tour was shopping at Johor Premium Outlet. I hate shopping so I left the group at 3pm. I had planned to sneak off and meet my donkey friend in Melaka. To my annoyance, tour guide announced my departure to everyone on the bus. He dropped me off at Yong Peng, a popular stopover point for inter-state coaches. I...
We were brought around the farm like sheep to see goats, ostriches, plants, souvenir shops and a dubious Orang Asli pop a balloon hanging on a tree with a blowpipe. Best part of the tour? Playing on the swing. ...
