Travel
Travelogue: Melaka
It has been a while since I had a trip with my friends. Despite all the emotional conflicts along our trip - 'cause you know we were going out with girls ๐, I can say that this trip was a success! There won't be any single moment I don't cherish from Friday afternoon to Sunday night.
On our first day, we didn't do much. We just went out to eat roti terbang and asam pedas claypot for our dinner and had supper at Justberrys Dessert House, Melaka. Then we rested for a long day of tomorrow.
I've been to Melaka a few times with my family. Still, as far as I remember, never once in my memory my dad brings me to the A'famosa fort. So, my friends took me to the A'famosa to satisfy my craving. Although some say that there is nothing inside the A'famosa, it is just a building; Apparently, this was what my dad told me when I asked him to take me to A'famosa. But it wasn't nothing for me. We took many photos and videos there.
Even though some say that Afamosa is just a tiny part of a mere fortress, I believe it does have its own sentimental value, especially to those who love history.
I know this is weird, but I can't help relating this huge ship to Titanic ๐น. So welcome to the Maritime Museum of Malacca. That huge ship was said as a replica of a Portuguese vessel named Flor de la Mar. This ship was used to carry loot plundered from Malacca and sank off at the coast of Malacca when it was on its way back to Portugal. After spending one night here, I heard that there is The Pirate Adventure in Malacca. It is also one of the attractions in Malacca. Unfortunately, we didn't get the chance to go there as it is open at 7 pm.
What is Malacca without Pantai Klebang? We went to the Pantai Klebang Beachfront in the evening to watch the sunset and went again the next afternoon (yes, AFTERNOON) to the Pantai Klebang Sand Dunes.
| Because she really wants to take this kind of pose so bad. So lemme help |
As for the Pantai Klebang Sand Dunes is famous for a perfect photoshoot, be it an amateur or professional. We thought we were crazy enough to have a photoshoot at the sort of; desert in the afternoon, but as soon as we arrived there, lol, there were bunches of people as crazy as we are. We took photos and even shot an 'Ayat-ayat Cinta' music video.
You can watch our first music video on my instagram's highlight. HAHA
Casababa Gallery
Actually, our first intention was to go to the Casababa Museum, but on our way to the museum, we found this gallery and asked what is the difference between the gallery and the museum to the person in charge here. With the price RM 1 less to the museum, we can try on their cloth and pictures are allowed so we decided to come here instead. After 20 minutes of commentary on Casababa, we put the Nyonya Clothes on and took pictures. But for those who want to do documentary videos here, especially for Ethnic and TITAS assignments, I'd love to recommend them here.
As for the food, Malacca has so many foods that go viral on the internet. We tried a lot of restaurants here. Asam Pedas Claypot, Roti Terbang, JustBerry's Dessert House, Roti Canai Kayu Arang Melaka, Roti Canai Kak Ro, Kuih Keria Melaka, Coconut Shake Pantai Klebang and Mee Besen. But if you ask for my recommendation, I'd love to say I love the Mee Besen the most! And actually, I even took pictures of them, but when I searched it back in my gallery, it was nowhere to be found.
So that is the wrap of the trip of me and my bawangs. Will write more in future. Later.
Reflect

There are still good people out there - Living with us
his post title makes me feel like writing a science-related article๐. You guys know what, I have like 3 pending lists of what I want to write on my blog. But time never allows me.

3rd April 2018
It was a rainy day. The class was ended at 3, then I had lunch together with my friends. We chatted for hours until I received a message from my dad asking me what time will I be home. Afraid to get caught in a storm, we decided to call it a day. I booked an Uber to the LRT station. The fare was RM 6. I clearly remembered that I took out my money from the purse inside the car and paid the driver. I got off the car and rushed towards the LRT gate. As I opened my bag to take out my purse, I realized that my purse was not inside my bag. "Damn, I must be left it in that uber's car". So, I quickly called the uber driver.
"Bang, sorry bang nak tanya ada tak purse saya tertinggal dalam kereta abang?"
"Purse? Kejap eh abang cari"
"Okay"
A few seconds later,
"Tak de pun, dik" I flustered. Not again. It was the third time I lost my IC.
"Serius ke bang. Bang, sorry bang. Tapi boleh tak abang patah balik kejap?"
"Okay"
I got into his car and searched for my purse, but it was nowhere to be found. After a few minutes,
"Adik nak patah balik um ke? Cari purse?"
"Okay" EEven though I was very sure that I had lost my purse when I was in his car.
The rain was still coming down out there. I said thank you and get off his car but suddenly he called me,
"Dik, dik kejap. Nah" He handed me his umbrella. I confused.
"Erm, macam mana nak pulang payung ni? Abang nak tunggu saya ke?"
"Haaa, tunggulah"
I went inside the library and borrowed money from my friends, and then I rushed back to the bus station. The driver parked his car at the appropriate place and stood beside his car with his raincoat in the heavy rain.
"Jumpa tak, dik?" He asked. I shook my head.
"Ada duit tak ni nak balik? Tinggal mana? Nak abang hantarkan tak?" He asked me again. Out of concern.
"Patah balik, bang. Nak cari balik purse kat LRT mana tau jumpa"
"Okay"
I feel so bad because I didn't pay him this time because I have no money.
At the LRT station, I asked everyone who worked there if any of them had seen my purse at the station. Nobody answered yes. So I gave up searching for my wallet and rode the LRT to the station nearby my house.
I was too nervous to tell my parents, so I searched how much fine I should pay on my way home. It was RM 1000. Hell, I don't have that much money, so I was thinking of splitting up instead. 60:40 ๐ Well, it was my fault anyway. So, serve me rightlah.
At the end of the LRT station, I saw my dad's car waiting to pick me up. 'Get ready with your facial expression, ain'. My clothes were soaking as I was out in the rain for hours. As soon as I opened the car's door, my dad asked me,
"Hilang purse eh?" I surprised. How the hell did he know? But still, I noded.
"Abah dah agak dah" and he laughed. HAHA
So the story behind this is actually I dropped my purse right when I get off the uber's car. And then, this aunty found my purse, but she didn't know who she should refer to so she brought my purse to her home and asked her daughter to find any contact number to contact me. Fortunately, I kept my dad's office card, so she called my dad. So that's how I finally found my purse back.
So in a day, I met two good and honest strangers. I find it is an amazing experience as every day through social media (Twitter especially) or daily news, we often hear many negative stories. The story of betrayal and the ignorant society are the most common things. Knowing that these good people really exist, even though to a stranger, it puts my heart at ease. "Ah, I can still put my trust to a stranger," "Ah, my society nowadays is not as ignorant as I thought," and to believe that there are still hopes that my future generation will be living in a better society.
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