My house got broken into!

Sharks! It was a nightmare. Happened on Monday dawn 5am. All of us were in deep slumber. I was awakened by the maid's eerie cries. When I came out, my mom was standing beside her. My maid's hands were tied up and a cloth was wrapped around her neck. I thought she was being possessed by ghost! Her voice was shaking and said "Ada orang", "ada orang"... We immediately opened the door and saw the grille door was still locked intact.

I told her she had a bad dream, she insisted, said there's someone in there. We looked around and saw there wasn't anyone in her room or the study. When we switched on the lights to prove to her there wasn't anyone around, only I realised our wallet and purse and my handbags were spread on the study table and holy shit! it was true! We were burglared!

Damn freaking scared, I realised this bugger even went to our room while we were asleep and took my jewellery box to the study to find his loot. Co-incidentally, he striked jackpot with all our foreign cash unlocked and took away my pathetic tiny collection of gold stuffs.

When questioned, my maid, who was still shaking from her trauma, told us that the thief wrapped her head with a blanket while she was still asleep in her room, and tied her mouth and hands and feet. Only later, when she realised he was gone, she came out from her room looking like a ghost with a blanket covering her.

Police came and went, I looked around and realised he had left a dirty t-shirt behind. I figured out he came in through the window by daringly climbing out from the outside corridor via the compressor. He had left a trail of dirt stains on the wall and had changed into one of our clean t-shirt before he went off.

What I couldn't understand was that how he seem to know where we kept our cash and valuables and why he had just tied up the maid and rest of us untouched. It's only natural that I have a suspicious mind over the maid. If my suspicion is proven true, then gosh, she should be the oscar bast actress award winner for this year! By far, all of us are perhaps 80% convinced she's innocent, but the doubt leaves me feeling uncomfortably unsafe when she's around.

Last night, I couldn't sleep the whole night through. I was trembling and shaking hard of coldness even under the blanket up till my neck. Damn freaked out I am when I think about a total unwanted, unwelcomed stranger right in my bedroom while I was asleep, I am unsure when I can get over this and get on with life as usual. I only hope before that, my hubby won't leave me to deal with the ordeal by going on business trip so soon.

By the way, that buggler also took both my cheap handphones away too, so I lost all the contact numbers. Please sms or call for me to save back your contact, I have no idea what your number is. And don't be offended if I ask who you are when you call.

Sights of Malacca

The town has an impressive number of tourists around. It's the same kind of crowd you can see in the morning, afternoon or evening. I like the atmosphere of it, everyone feeling relaxed and happy, smiles you can see on their faces... it's carefree.

The beca flers enjoy a good income for cycling the tourists around with a charge of Rm40 an hour. It was stated on a signboard, if you find any quotations any different from that, you can make a complaint to the authorities, and they would do the necessary charges.

Flowers everywhere. It's nice to be greeted by these brightening colors of flowers everywhere.

There's even a windmill here! No need to go to Europe to see one. How nice!

The river wasn't kept in good condition though.

Snakes on a beca! Big one on that too. It's making money by allowing you to hug it and snap a picture with it. No guarantee it won't bite, ok?

Nite time on JOnker Walk. There was this pub along the road, which was playing good music from the 70's and 80's and the ambience was quite good. I was tempted to sit down and order a drink.

St Paul's Church and Historical Garden

This was the hotel where we stayed, the same place where my friend held his wedding reception. See the rooftop? That was where the BBQ buffet supposedly be held, but wonder if somebody up there was playing a joke on the new couple; signals showed clearly it wanted to pour when the reception was about to begin, making the hotel workers frantically moving everything to the ground floor. Guests were seated in the crowded space, and the sky cleared up when the dinner started. Hmm... anyway, that's not the main story here.




On top of St. Paul's Hill is the St. Paul's Church, once the prayer house of the Portuguese Catholics, then turned into burial ground for their noble dead by the Dutch. The tombstones have Latin and Portuguese inscriptions on them. St. Francis Xavier was buried here in 1553 before his body was moved to Goa in India.

Guitarist singing "Twinkle twinkle little star" to these 2, who were paying all their attention to him. Wonder if the song or the interesting instrument he was playing with held their undivided attention?

It was windy and comfortable in that shady place, a refreshing change from the terribly scorchingly hot hot weather.

Then, we headed straight back to the hotel to quench our thirst, and chill down in cool watertub. After a short rest, we went out again in search of chendol. Didn't find any, but came to this "Historical Garden".

There's this children's playground just next to our hotel. Undoubtedly, the children's all time favorite place!

And then we went back to our rooms, shower yet again and changed to our dinner wear.

Jonker Walk Malacca

Overall, Malacca looks pretty neat and tidy. The roads are wider than normal roads we see in towns, and trees are grown alongside providing the whole place a very greenery and calm feel. I noticed a zoo, a crocodile farm, and other touristy places from the PLUS exit at Ayer Keroh to the town center. Nice, but we didn't have much time to visit all those places though. 2 half days and 1 night were all we had.

We reached the town center around noon, the journey from KL unexpectedly faster than I anticipated. After checking in to our 3-star hotel located right at the heart of the tourist spot, we had our lunch at Jonker Walk, just a stone throw away.



Fancy eating golf balls? This little balls which look like fishballs which look like golf balls are famous all over Malacca. The difference is some places have people Q-ing up to get a seat, some places have only flies as customers. Jonker Walk itself has about 10 restaurants which serve them, I think.



Chloe practically ate 4 balls only. We had about 5 each, with one whole steamed chicken, all sapu up. Then again, the chicken taste and texture was only mediocre, so we thought.





After lunch, it's only natural we take a little walk, as some form of little exercising. Jonker Walk is said to be famous for its uniqueness blend of buildings, and the antiques which are sold there.





We didn't buy anything much, as we found out most of the items are "Made in China" or "Made in Thailand". Nothing fancy. The real antiques probably costs a bomb. We didn't bother to really find out as well.



Halfway through, we U-turn back. It was much too hot, and the things weren't pretty interesting for us.



We then proceeded to visit the famous landmark of Malacca.


Nothing better than a cone of ice-cream for each of us first. Grandma's treat.


The Stadthuys (1650) was the official residence of the Dutch Governor. It now houses the Historic Museum and Ethnography Museum which has many traditional bridal costumes and relics on display. Nearby, one will also find the Christ Church built in 1753, another fine example of the Dutch architecture.






More pictures at St. Paul's Church later.