Alone in Melaka

After such a sad good-bye in KL, I vowed not to speak to anyone the next two weeks of my trip as to prevent myself from making new friends and having to eventually say Good-Bye to them as well! Being quiet and unfriendly is not exactly one of my strong suits. But thankfully Melaka isn't exactly a big backpacker hub, and I actually enjoyed the few days alone getting some rest, catching up on my journal, and exploring the quaint seaside city...

The entire city is declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site

Melaka River Path where I sqeezed in a few jogs

 

Overlooking the Strait of Melaka

St. Paul Hill

St.Paul Cathedral

Musician at St.Paul Cathedral

Strolling through the streets of Melaka on my last day I found myself in a conversation with an Irish Bar owner, and before I knew it I had told him that I would come back that night for the live Jazz music. So after dinner, I strolled back down to the cute little bar on the river. Still feeling a little anti-social I ordered a cold beer and found a nice little spot in the corner to enjoy the music. I hadn't taken two sips before I was sitting at a table with an eccletic group of people from all of the world. A self proclaimed "Citizen of the World" whose name I can not remember for the life of me had come over and told me that he never lets anyone sit alone and that I had to join his group. It ended up being an incredible night. We had people from France, Australia, The Netherlands, England, Spain and even Alabama, who all took turns passing around an acoustic guitar while everyone else chimmed in singing a huge variety of songs. I obviously kept my singing to a bare minimum! I was on my way out of town the next day so there was no time to get to close and start to dread the inevitable goodbye. So I sipped my beer, enjoyed the music, and got a little dose of home reminiscing with my fellow southener! The next day I headed out of Melaka, taking my second case of Bed Bugs with me...