In the heart of Kuala Lumpur stand tall building and there beats techno music. All night long. After five days of enjoying late night music after long days of brilliant museums and fighting off monkeys and smelling around beautiful orchid and hibiscus gardens and visiting elegant mosques and ornamental temples, I have escaped the city.
Yesterday, I arrived in Melaka, a beautiful historic town on the sea. This town sits on the straigts of Melaka and four hundred years ago the sea was riddled with ships holding spices from Sri Lanka, silks from China, ceramics from Portugal and metals from India. Melaka was a major port full of action as the meeting place from ships sailing east to west and west to east for trade.
There are many temples and mosques, not unlike the rest of Malaysia. The mosque I visited today sits on the edge the sea, floating in the lapping water of the straights.
In addition to beautiful mosques, this port city has numerous churches among the temples. With so much to see, I have been lucky enough to get a bike from my guest house (a great guest house by the way) and have been pedaling around this historic, artsy little town; along the river, through china towns new and old, buy the Church of St. Francis Xavier, and to little India and to the sea.
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