Fake Gucci Anyone? & Melaka

I have just spent the last two days in Kuala Lumpur. It is an acquired taste but I quite liked it. The night market was a real eye opener.. 'Lady, lady, you want handbag? Gucci...you like?' Every stall was another Gucci, Chanel or Chloe fake. If you stayed standing for long enough you would see the stalls erected as quick as they came down (about 3 minutes). This was particularly handy when the police caught sight of your fake goods and with a little help from walkie-talkies (a stallholders essential) you never need to caught! I am quite good at the whole bargaining for a good price now!

I visited a war memorial, pewter museum and the wonderful 'Batu Caves'.
The whole day was rounded off with a foot massage with elements of reflexology. I cannot say it was relaxing, at times it was painful but I have never had anyone give my feet one hour of loving attention like this man did! It was also a good chance to speak to many of the local people. At certain times I told my reflexologist to not put me through so much pain. He told me pain is essential to the healing process. Whether this is true or not, I felt like a new woman the day after.

Today, after a two hour bus ride I am in Melaka, a beautiful, historical port steeped in history. It is one of those places you want to go down every alley, and explore every temple and church... It is an amazing place for the budding photographer.

I am off now to embark on a boat trip and then a trishaw before the night market and the local dish of 'chicken rice balls'.