I was fascinated by how Melaka looked like in the pictures - a quaint old town, and the distinction of being a World Heritage Site - so I decided to squeeze it to my itinerary. After what seemed to be a 3-hour bus ride from Putrajaya, and another local bus ride from Melaka Sentral, we arrived late in the afternoon. The atmosphere seemed aloof and lazy, even with the famed reddish hue of the Dutch Square (Christ Church, Stadhuys, Clock Tower). Many tourists hustle about taking pictures, and the trishaws touting with their music speakers on full blast. I went along with them, crossing the streets back and forth snapping away, taking a picture of the arch at Jonker Street (it and Chinatown didn't seem inviting to enter), and settling on the bridge overlooking the Malacca River. It was charming while it lasted. As the sun fell so did the activity around the place. The square got quieter and darker - apparently no nightlife is to be found here. We waited for a bus to take us to the shopping centers (Mahkota Parade and Dataran Pahlawan) but it took so long as a half hour had passed and no one knew when the next one was coming, we ended up taking a 20-min long walk (pity, a bus probably came 10mins after we left). We did see the other tourist spots along the way but it was less impressive. We had to rush dinner at Mahkota Parade because the last bus for KL leaves past 8pm; and still with no local bus spotted headed for Melaka Sentral, we had no choice but to take a cab. My Melaka experience was to be honest a disappointing one, as we spent more time traveling to and from, and not really enjoying the place. Maybe a morning trip might turn out to be livelier, but I'm not going back any time soon.
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