We drove from Singapore to Petaling Jaya (PJ), with a stop in Malacca, and a few other places. We are here during Chinese New Year, so there are lots of added decorations everywhere we go. Every time we see something red and gold Josie reminds us it’s for Chinese New Year. Traveling around in a 14 passenger van, with no seat belts, going 70mph, can be absolutely terrifying. I choose to sit in the back seat and not look forward. I’d rather not see all the potential accidents. Not a lot of safety laws around these parts.
In Malacca, we walked through Chinatown, did some shopping, and ate chicken rice. I knew this would be an interesting experience when I saw the boiled, whole chickens in a metal bowl, necks hanging over the side, eyes staring up at me. We sat at a table squished amongst the others, the only white people in the whole place, and waited while our chicken was chopped up in the same room. It was served on one big platter along with a plate of balls of rice. Not exactly the chicken fried rice we are used to, but delicious, none the less.
Walking through the streets of Chinatown, we did some more shopping and dodging cars and motorcycles. We had lunch at some friend’s of Charles and Jo’s. The kids played soccer, ran around in their yard and got eaten by mosquitos.
Charles and Jo’s house is lovely and spacious. They have a great set up for us here and I think one of the kids’ favorite things to do is run around outside in the afternoon downpour and finding little geckos.
