Well this should be fun i thought as we woke up all packed and ready to go to Melaka. If you don't know melaka is Malaysia's third smallest state but if you read my blog you will know that i am more about the experience of the place then all the facts that's what wikipeidea is for. So where was i ah yes nivas aunt picked us up and off we went to the bus station but on the way we got lost a few course corrections later and we were there. aunty quan (nivas aunt) made sure we got the buss on time. On the bus i did my really good trick of passing out cold so i cant tell you how good the everything looked on the way. We reached malaka town or the bus station on the outskirts of it and onec again got an over priced taxi to the hostel. OK i will continue about malaka in a min i just want to take some time to warn you all about going to malaysia and there taxis. For every one good taxi driver in malaysia there are 100 ripoff scum sucking lowlife Aholes and the don't just rip off foreigners they ripoff everyone locals included my advice to you is find out off some one how much a taxi should coast to where your going and keep flaging them in till you get the right fair or if you are very lucky you will find a taxi coupon counter and they will give you a fair price. Back to the story we arrived at our hostel "Ringos guest house" by no means was it the Ritz but it had everything you could want and the manager (Howard) was a really nice guy. they had the fridge full of beer at a discount price for Malaysia and it was nice and clean i would recommend it to any one.
After we got settled in Howard told us we should have a look around the town and then later that night he would take us to the big food court. I am one of those people who's always waiting for the catch but with this guy there was none we went off looked around this little idyllic town and it was really amazing the rickshaws were the brightest loudest most colourfully i have ever seen after a few hours of walking back to the hostel where we chilled out for a bit. About 8 oclock Howard got everyone together there was me Stacy niva an old German backpacker a Scots man his girlfriend and there slightly hippyish older female friend. True to his word Howard took us to a very big food hall with hawkers and food stalls i tryed a few local foods and loads of others as well. On the way back we all stoped for a few beers then every one left and it was just me and the Scots man left drinking and chatting. I have to say malaka is amazing at night. i loved it my next post will be the following two days
