It was a spontaneous decision to go to Malacca and I look forward to the trip not just as a photography outing, but also as an opportunity for me to get away and to think things through. Hopefully in the midst of the trip, to find my muse again.
Having not found my muse or something like that, I still completed this journey deeply inspired and encouraged to push forward and to challenge some boundaries.
Malacca is a small town in Western Malaysia that is steeped in culture, predominantly Chinese and Malay, yet the Dutch influence since its colonial days still flavour the little town. We stayed at Hotel Equatorial, cosy, comfortable and wonderfully within walking distance to my venues of exploration.
I find the architecture interesting, more so with the mish mesh of different Chinese dialect groups with the malay, indians and the whole horde of tourists.

A Famosa

Tourist sq - Christ Church Melaka

River before Jonker Walk

Gula Melaka Cendol

Hainanese Chicken Rice Balls

SpiderCat - *spew spew spew*
As Sundays are meant to be, I read, relaxed and did some minor craft stuffs.

Some of my Favourite things - Barnslig + Monocle
I’ve chalked up quite a to-do list too!
- Bring bike for tune-up
- Test new cookie recipe
- Go on a short weekend trip
I like how you put two leaves together, roll them up into a cone, put in the glutinous rice and other ingredients (meat, shrimps, chestnut, mushroom) and everything seems to come together perfectly in a nice little bundle.
Its been a year since Waffle Jungle started, judging that the first few posts was during dumpling wrapping duty a year ago.
I’m not a fan of eating dumplings, but I do love wrapping them. Plus that after the whole session, the hands will smell faintly of the leaves used for the wrapping. Its such a comforting smell really.

Completed bunch

Instead of cutting it short, I made weaves for each line