Kimonos and Pool Parties

Port Dickson

Not a great deal to do in Port Dickson and even less to drink!! Drier than your dads jokes! The hotel told us they didn't sell any alcoholic beverages, but we bought our own the day before on advice from our knowledgeable tour leader Mira! SO drinking games, ceremonial beard shaving, kimono parties and midnight pool parties ensued! Woop woop. I didn't see any 'pool closed' sign, did you Dan? Took a few late night photos came out pretty good again, check em:

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Melaka

Melaka was a little more enjoyable, with a bit of history and shopping malls for the girlies. This used to be the capital of Malaysia, which has had its fair share of invasions from the Dutch, Portuguese, British and Japanese (WWII). A few forts, ruins and cathedrals tell these tales of occupying forces and periods in history. It was only in the 1950's that the Malay President declared Independence from the commonwealth.

Me and the lads took a tour of the city in the local noval form of transport: Trishaw. Maybe the least manly form of transport known to the human race. Google it. Tho the ones with neon lights pumping out DnB music are even more of a sight!

Tour included a slanted cathedral and one final temple! A multi-faith Chinese temple that welcomes all. I liked this temple with more of an authentic feel. Unlike most of the others this one wasn't as touristy and wasn't reminiscent of an old woman who'd slapped on too much make-up in a vein effort to hide her age!

Slept in the most uncomfortable accommodation yet, just a fan for company - no AC here. 6am start for Singapore.