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by no one else…
marc jacobs..
~ net-a-porter

>> kiLLing tHe cRaViNg <<

i came back from melaka & was suffering from a crazy craving for steamboat…
erm ok…it started even before i went to melaka…

5 lines of conversation or less on msn & 3 hours later…
mona & i made it out for dinner on time….

(yeah…and i gave up trying to explain to people who don’t take pictures how to take a picture… *sigh*….)

// sPoNtaNeous weeKeNd ]]

on thursday…
(to cut the story short)

me: eh..i feel like going melaka…keen?
kenn: i don’t mind!!

immediately i called to get coach tickets & get a hotel reservation…

saturday morning..we were on our way to melaka..
(not forgetting the morning drama when i overslept & put kenn in distress at bedok mrt station…yeah i woke up at 715am after my mum scream into my room & i was due to catch the coach at 745am)

it has been a while..
i have been craving for my very sinful gula melaka on the chendol…
& the asam laksa soup…
hmmmmmm…..
*drool*…
thinking back just turn my taste buds so so on…

at our first toilet break stop..
this is our $36 return tixs coach..
pretty nice..

right..it was such a mad rush that we didn’t get to change money…
so………we could only smell the food at the stalls until we get to melaka & hope that it won’t be too difficult to get some ringgit…
i have been to melaka too many times…but i have always been very prepared…or at least..things were too convenient when simon & i used o drive up there a lot…
oh well…guess it doesn’t hurt to do a little exploring on a familiar place to discover new things…

with kenn…my new travelling hunny…

arriving at the heeren house after a longer than usual journey than i remember…

driving to melaka was 2 hours flat..then about another 30mins to town…
now..it takes about what?…close to 5 hours???…

me: that gives me another reason to have a mini cabriolet..
kenn: yeah man…

jonker88!!!!!…i am back!!!!..
yes yes yes…….
that’s a bowl can-die-for asam laksa….

and the only chendol (with no coconut milk) that make me so ever high…
with the thick thick gula melaka…

yeah..it’s so thick that it hardens into a “shell” over the ice shaving…
hmmmmmmmmm……

after filling our stomaches…
it’s time to be a tourist…
or rather..revisit some good old times we both had of this place from our own separate experiences..

it’s amazing they make such fancy stuff for the other world..
100 points for effort & creativity manz…

neh…don’t think my ah mah likes louis vuition…

for the hotties in heaven…

kenn recently has a favourite word – “poot”…

someone forgot this?..

kenn the an archi-tour-guide..
sharing with me some stories & interesting facts….

then we headed to a spa for a cheap & decent body scrub..
the place looks pretty new…& quite “zen”..(well it’s a spa)…

oh i miss you popiah uncle!!
time to fill our stomaches again (not that it was ever empty)..
before we jump in to the next massage appointment…haha..

due to some screw ups…
we didn’t get to do our massage..
so we went on to torture our legs some more…
checking out more familiar places…
trying to find those familiar places…
remembering some good old times…

looks like they really did some major clean up to melaka manz..
i didn’t remember this river being so clean and pretty…
well…it used to stink so bad that i didn’t even bother stopping to look at it..
now..we could actually stand there for a while as we get some breeze in our faces..
& admire the night scenery a little longer…

kenn the combat king…

just can’t put those fists down…

old school toys…
but i strangely didn’t have them when i was young..
maybe when parents were young?..

i am quite happy to still see this stage when i come back here this time after so long..
it’s like the weekend night entertainment for the locals here in melaka..
anybody can go up & sing…
just take a number & list in your song title…

a really huge audience!!
guess it’s a after dinner thing…where the folks just come & hang out..
have a few beers…or if not..
some snacks…some chat…
to pass time…

geographer cafe..
still as popular as ever…
good old resident singer…

i have never really hang out here to be honest…
even thou i have been here too many times…& pass by its huge crowd too many times..
precisely just too many people…

but tonight…was too short to miss…

and the phenomenon happened…
people were coming up to dance!!
& so this place seemed to have its regulars for something too – dancing…
it was really fun to watch..
as some of the uncles & auntis do their twists & turns..

with my 1 glass of wine…
that’s the end of our first day in melaka…
nice!!…
(besides missing the coconut house pizza)…