Well, I am really unemployed now…
When I started my trip, I had a year off from my job, and planned to travel for 10-11 months. But now that I’m well into the trip and pretty much addicted to it, I’ve given up on the idea of making it back home in time. So it looks like whenever I make it back, I’ll have to figure out what to do then.
I guess my future holds more parking in guesthouses than parking in garages, and more having a sore ass from sitting on the bike than from sitting in a desk chair…fine by me!
It’s been raining a bit more in Malaysia…typically it comes down really hard for 30 minutes or so, then lightens up or disappears altogether, so when I’ve run into it while riding, it gives me a nice excuse to take a little break under some type of covering while I wait for it to pass.
From Taman Negara, I headed to Kuantan, for some service on my bike. Wasn’t much there other than this mosque and some laundry.
I also found a bike shop there that had some helmet and gear cleaner called Muc Off. After 9 months of riding (and producing god only knows how many olympic sized swimming pools worth of sweat), without ever washing my gear, you better believe it needed it. It seems to have worked fairly well…I mean, my gear no longer smells like shit, which is all that really matters. We’ll see how long it lasts.
The next day I rode to Melaka (or Malacca depending on who you ask). It’s a great town…not really small, but it has the feeling of a small town…a bit more quiet and slower paced. In 2008, it was listed as a UNESCO World Heritage Site, so that must mean it’s cool, right?
Melaka first got on the map during the 15th century when it was settled by the Malays as they came from Sumatra. Under Malay control, it was one of the busiest ports in the world…an important connection between Europe and Asia. They say that at it’s peak, there were 84 languages spoken throughout the city, so there must’ve been plenty of countries, or kingdoms, or whatever they were called back then making use of it.
In 1511, the Portuguese captured the city with plans to control it and expand the port. They controlled it until 1641, when the Dutch took control. And following the Dutch rule, the British controlled it until the beginning of WWII.
While it started as a prominent sea port, it ended up losing much traffic to Singapore, Kuala Lumpur, and Penang. This started because of the excessive taxes put in place by the Portuguese and Dutch (who would’ve thought that excessive taxes could drive out business?!), and continued in the late 1700s as the Melaka River narrowed and silted, causing problems for the large ships that were trying to reach the port. While under British rule, they focused more on the continued development of Penang and Singapore as the primary ports in the area.
Here’s old fort built along the river. One thing that helped Melaka gain popularity as a port was it’s emphasis on security.
And the foundation and walls of another fort.
The Ruins of St. Paul’s Church
It was built as a Catholic church by the Portuguese, and when the Dutch took over, it was converted to a Protestant church, at which point it was give the name St. Paul’s Church. During British rule, it was no longer used as a Church and became and ammunition depot.
The Portuguese were ahead of their time in the retractable roof department.
A sampling of some of the grave stones that had been around the Church.
These are probably two of the most badass one’s you could ever find.
Amongst the darkness of tombstones with skull and crossbones…napping church cats.
The view from the hilltop that the Church is on.
A good place to learn a bit about the history of the city is the Maritime Museum. It’s built in a replica of a Portuguese ship called Flora de la Mar. The actual Flora de la Mar sank not far off the coast of Melaka when it was on it’s way back to Portugal, filled with loot after plundering the city…suckers!
Models of a Dutch warship, Indian trading ship, and a Chinese Junk
Model of a British Battleship
Seems pretty close to Google Maps…
A replica of a 13m diameter waterwheel built by the Melaka Sultanate during Malay rule.
Being built up around the Melaka river, it has a bit of a “San Antonio Riverwalk” feel to it in parts, with bars and cafes lining some sections of the river.
The Dutch had to bring something from home when they took over.
I saw these three motorcycle cops in the city riding around on Ninjas.
The famous Malaysian/Austrian hybrid…KTN!
Transportation throughout the city is not achieved by taxi or tuk tuk, but rather by trishaw, which are customized beyond belief, with artificial flowers, stuffed animals, stereo systems, and lights (at night).
I’m wondering what kind of camera you are using ? Your photos seem to be a lot better than what my iPhone produces. I ride and take photos all the time and am looking into getting a better camera…..
I’ve got a Canon G15. I’ve found it to be a lot better than the typical point and shoot, and it’s still not too big, so it’s convenient to pack and carry around with me. It’s definitely no DSLR, but it’s also a lot smaller and a lot less expensive.
So for me, it’s the perfect compromise between a super portable, tiny point and shoot, and a big/heavy/expensive DSLR
Cool, I will check it out. I love your blog, by the way. I have wanted to do what you are, but never have had the opportunity ( yet ).
Natalie Thorson, Beth & Mike’s 7 1/2 yo daughter, Fergus Falls, wondered if the cats were dead after seeing the headstones! A child’s deductive reasoning! I tried to explain – they look like one of my cats. Grandma Anne ( Beth’s Mom)
You can assure her that they were just asleep…I saw them move a little bit