21 February 2006

Day trip to Melaka...

I dread weekends.

I dread the fact that, unless I've properly planned out a weekend, I'd probably end up wasting it away by sleeping, playing videogames or seeing friends. Yes, I'm supposed to relax - but how could I, knowing that I really should be doing something useful.

Like finally cleaning my room. Like changing the water in the fish tank. Like delving more into my game programming hobby. Like...

...wait, this is starting to look like my New Year's Resolutions.

AAAanyway, last weekend was a little less mundane - after all, it's a trip to Melaka.

Now, I've been to Melaka many times before. As a tourist, going to all of the historical sites, museums and so on. And if there's one thing I've learnt from those previous trips, it's that all of the culture and history and Portugese stuff is really just an excuse for what most people really come to Melaka for:

To eat.

Which was exactly the plan was for the day. Which is why i found myself awake at about 6:30am, driving to Mel's house to pick her and a friend (Marilyn) up - so that we could arrive in Melaka just in time for breakfast (about 9am).



And we did (it was a one-and-a-half-hour-long drive). Along the way, we picked up another one of Mel's friends (Elaine, a native of Melaka), so she could bring us to all the nice restaurants.




    NOTE: It's always good to have friends from Melaka. Especially if you like to eat.




We had Bak Kut Teh. Mmmm.... Actually, it wasn't really all that fantastic - but it was nice.

After our meal, we had about a couple of hours to spare before thinking about lunch, so we walked down Jongker Walk (is that how you spell it?)


It's basically an overglorified faux-heritage site now - it's too touristy, with too many trendy restaurants and clothes shops.

But the good news is that it's also full of antique stores. I like antique stores, like this one:

It even had really old Nihon-tou (or Katanas/Japanese samurai swords) dating back to World War 2 - during the Japanese Occupation of Malaya.


Each of them are going for more than RM20,000, which is waaaaay to pricey for a rather dull Japanese sword. But, they've apparently been used before, which is kinda cool. And spooky... -_-

At about 12 noon, our breakfast had evaporated, and it was time for lunch. Good. We went to the famous Chicken Ball Rice stall - the dumpy-looking one that's nearest to the small bridge Melaka river. No, I can't remember what it's called, sadly.



Chicken Ball Rice ROCKS!!!

If you're not sure what a Chicken Rice Ball is, just imagine your standard chicken rice (with white chicken), but with the rice rolled up into balls. Yes, it's a cheap gimmick, but it works for me!

After lunch, we walked around for a bit - pretending to be Singaporean tourists. And after running out of things to do, we headed back to Elaine's house - it would be about 5 hours until dinner time. Boo.


And of all things, I learned to play Mah Jong! The beauty about Mah Jong is that it's not half as complex as it looks, and it's damn addictive. Well, it kept us occupied for 5 hours...



Yup, we had some Sweet Potato soup for tea. Which was a good thing since the Mah Jong pieces resemble Kuih Lapis (layered Malay cake), which was making me hungry, which was driving me insane.


And this is what it looks like from my side of the table (L-R: Marilyn, Mel and Elaine). Yum.


Next thing we knew, it was time for dinner - and off we went to the Satay Celup restaurant.



If you've not eaten Satay Celup before, it consists of two things - meat on a stick (anything from seafood to poultry and things that go "moo!") and a boiling hot vat of peanut curry sauce at the centre of the table. Just dip the stick into the curry until its impalee/stabbee/skewee (the meat) is sufficiently cooked.


Basically, it's best not to think about hygiene while you eat. The sauce in the pot is left over from the day before, by the way - they just top it up with more curry.

That's me holding up a plate of my favourite Satay Celup thingy: Cockles (aka kerang or see ham, depending on what language you speak). Yes, it's proabably really unhealty, but what the hell... It tastes absolutely fantastic. Oh, and that's Mel next to me.


God bless the Satay Celup store.



And that was it, my trip to Melaka. I'll probably go there again when I'm hungrier than usual.

7 comments:

Mel said...

How come all the photos of me look so lame?

Caryn said...

Do the katanas have the spirits of the slain residing in them? :3 The satay celup looks good...

Kathryn said...

mel>> You look pretty good in the photos. nya

mmm. katana..

Aloysius Teoh said...

Dude, are you trying to say that hangging out with us is a waste of time?! I am disappointed in you!! Don't think I'll ask you to hang out for some drinks anymore man....

Eh, happy hour later in Bangsar??

Mel said...

Hah Aloysius, you're just jealous that we didn't invite you along for satay celup :P

Chris Chong said...

I'm feeling hungry again... -_-

Aloysius Teoh said...

Humpphh!! I don't like satay celup anyway