Plus I've actually been wanting to visit Malacca because it's a really interesting town, with a lot of its historic heritage preserved, not like KL, which has erased a lot in its bid to be a modern urban jungle. More importantly and probably the real reason - to eat the Malacca chicken rice ball!!! It didn't disappoint!
While my mom worked, I explored Jonker street, which is the main tourist area. I loved how antiquated the whole town feels.
I love the grill doors too. Not in my house though, it could feel a bit too grim. Although my grandparents house used to have a grill door like this and I remember being told by my elders when I was a wee girl to watch my hand so that it won't be caught in the grill when they pushed it open. I think I used to climb the grill door as well.
The town was also filled with Chinese temples which had very interesting artifice and architecture. I was approached by two monks, 1 who tried to give me a card with the picture of Buddha on it, while the other contended with me that even as a Christian I am meant to do good and wanted me to donate money to him to build a temple. If I spoke any Mandarin at all, I would have had a bit of theology debate, but I guess it was good that I wasn't able to communicate at all and went my way. I hate the high-handedness of supposedly "religious" people trying to bend Christianity to serve their own purposes.
There are also a lot of antique stores in Malacca and it was utterly fascinating for me to browse through those stores.
Christian heritage thanks to the Dutch built in 1753.
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