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If you’ve read my posts on Sumatra, you’ll recall that before we set out on this month’s journey, I told my daughter she could plan the trip. Although we both chose the same Sumatran destinations, from here on, was totally her plan. Continue reading Mersing’s awaiting
I was curious about historical Melaka; the boring stuff that hadn’t captured my interest at school. So it was understandable my daughter wasn’t impressed when I wanted to visit old Portuguese churches and the museum. Continue reading A Hunger for History?
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We left our African home five months ago, and as our new destination was on the horizon, I tried to prepare my daughters for a slower, less stimulating pace of life that awaited. They told me they didn’t want to go to Australia. They wanted to stay in Malaysia. Continue reading The End of the Malaysian Road
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As I read letters I wrote to my sister, there’s another gem I had completely forgotten: the pace of Indian trains. I’m sure they’re faster now, but when I was in India in the seventies, they were as slow as peak hour traffic. Continue reading In letters from the past: Indian trains