While munching down on the food Adam noticed a large group of Indian men watching him, asking the waiter what they were looking at he received the reply 'you eat like an Indian man' probably because he was ignoring the forks and using his hands and more than likely had food on his face and in his beard.
Adam delivered Liv her roti breakfast in bed (what a lucky girl!!), then the three of us spent far to long getting ready to leave the guest house and enter the stifling hot day underway outside.
We hung out under a tree waiting, sweating, waiting, and still more waiting till a bus finally arrived to take us to the major bus station, where we bought tickets for the 12.15am bus leaving Melaka and heading to the airport near Kuala Lumpur so that we can catch our flight to Borneo in a couple of days time!
We jumped back on a bus after a much shorter wait, and bailed after we saw the St Peters Church - an old Portuguese church from the 1700s. The church was closed to tourists unless you plan on worshiping, but we were not disappointed as we have seen inside some great churchs in Melaka already and its kinda nice to see a church being used for its real purpose.The thunder like sound of our bellies finaly made us stop at a riverside restaurant where we were served by a wonderful Malysian/Chinese lady who cooked up great Mee Goeang and a killer laska! Laska is a spicy noddle soup with its origins in Melaka, so it was a must on our stomachs "to do list"!
After chilling out at our guest house for the late afternoon we noticed the dark blanket of night had decended uppn the town and the red glow of Chinese lanterns had taken the sun's place, this meant only one thing: dinner time!
We got our fill of Chinese food at the corner restaurant, and then Adam had the important roti "night-cap" to finish off the day!!
Adlibing Laska.
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