We arrived in Kuala Lumpur from Medan in Sumatra and spent three days roaming markets and exploring the city. KL had changed since my previous visit before my youngest daughter had been born. Modern buildings extended skywards. Footpaths were easy to navigate. And the city was vibrant. But remnants of the old still existed, like the Chinese temple with its overpowering infusion of giant incense coils.
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Hengchun’s last gate
I returned to Hengchun after a few days. That last gate, West Gate, that I’d missed niggled at me because it wasn’t every day I got to explore a walled town.
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Surrounded by modern skyscrapers, this building had been a temple where Chinese immigrants could meet until the 1990s. When I entered, the front room was converted into a small museum, as well cared for as the elaborately designed doors at the entrance. Continue reading Fuk Tak Chi
Sarawak’s Kuching
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I didn’t have any expectations of the town with a name like money tinkling in a cash register. So I was pleasantly surprised by an orderly city along the fast moving Sarawak River. Continue reading Sarawak’s Kuching
Hey, I’m not done with Malaysia
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This was a year when my three daughters were off on a trip with their dad and I decided that six weeks sitting at home would be down right depressing. To break up the long stretch without them, I flew to Singapore and crossed over into Johor Bahru because I could catch a cheaper flight from JB over to Kuching in Malaysia’s Sarawak, rather than from Singapore. Continue reading Hey, I’m not done with Malaysia