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Salted fish and a jackfruit bay
I’ve been offline for a few days so I’m catching up on my blog posts… You know those days when you are feeling sick and all you want to do is sleep. This was one of those days. Unfortunately, I couldn’t afford to sleep in as we had a flight to catch. The alarm clock…
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Crabs and crazy kids
The last time we visited Pulua Ketam, or Crab Island as it translates in English, we were holding B’s cousin’s baby. This time he held ours. The other difference was that this time we caught the ferry rather than a sampan. I think the sampan was more fun, skimming the water at high speed, slamming…
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The boring bits
Malaysia’s commuter train system makes Sydney’s look positively fantastic by comparison. Out of four trains I caught today three were cancelled without warning. I’d be standing watching the indicator board which would flash to say the train was coming, then subtly just update the train arrival time to 20 minutes in the future. All we…
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Kuih on the way
There’s always time for more kuih. Once it was clear that Alex wasn’t going to sleep any longer in the cot we bundled him into his stroller and set out to find breakfast. We returned to East Coast Road behind the hotel to find that most of the shops weren’t yet open. Mary’s Corner, a…
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Laksa and sea cucumbers
When we travel it is with the implicit assumption that the weather will be fine. This assumption is frequently proven wrong. We bought an umbrella on our honeymoon in Paris, another in Kyoto and in Hong Kong. I even bought one to keep me dry in Ghent on my last trip. Today we not only…
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Hungry ghosts and hungrier tourists
We woke to the sound of a laughing baby. Alex is usually cheerful in the morning, something he definitely didn’t inherit from his mother. After we fed him he didn’t seem to want to go straight back to bed, so it was time for us to eat! We packed Alex into the lightweight stroller and…
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Baby flies the A380
We were running late. Keeping to time is very difficult with a baby and today was no different. Sacrifices have to be made and in this case it was our stomachs that were martyred to the sacred cause of travel. Woken up to Alex singing happily in his bed, we fed him and sent him…
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A festival for every religion
On my first ever visit to Malaysia I was there for Christmas. I don’t think that there was any special festivity during my second trip, but when I was in Singapore and Malaysia en route to Europe in October 2005 it was the Hindu festival of Deepavali. In February of last year we watched fireworks…
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Baby’s off to the tropics!
I’ve been rather slow in posting this, but we are off to Singapore and Malaysia at the end of the month. B wants a holiday before she returns to work and was rather envious of the dishes I ate while in Singapore recently. Qantas has had some absolutely amazing airfares lately and so we decided…