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West Malaysia 2024 — Locahouz, Melaka
When the Rain Had Other Plans
We came to wander, sights to see,
But rain poured down relentlessly.
Our plans were soaked, our feet stood still,
So we ate our fill — and paid the bill!
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Rain, Rain… There Goes Our Plan!
We had plans for the evening. Places to go, things to see, wandering feet ready for another adventure.
Then the sky took one look at our itinerary and said:
“HAHAHA… NO!”
Down came the rain — not a gentle drizzle, but a proper tropical downpour!
Me: “Maybe it'll stop soon.”
Hubby: “Very heavy leh.”
Me: “Maybe five minutes?”
Mama: Smiling away.
Rain: “SHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Me: “Okay lah, you win!”
With our evening plans washed away, we took shelter at Wild Coriander, Mama comfortably settled in her wheelchair while Mother Nature continued her performance outside.
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If You Can't Beat the Rain… EAT!
With our evening plans washed away, there was only one sensible thing left to do.
EAT!
And Wild Coriander certainly gave us plenty to enjoy!
First came the Prawn Pineapple, a lovely combination of juicy prawns and sweet, tangy pineapple.
Next, the Wild Coriander Special Chicken Rendang, served with a colourful Four-Coloured Rice Platter. Rich, fragrant rendang gravy over rice — how to resist?
Me: “I only taking a little gravy.”
Hubby: “That's your third little.”
Me: “Please don't audit my rice!”
Then came the crispy Pie Tee, followed by Ladies Finger with Sambal for a little spicy kick.
Four delicious dishes, three happy diners, and one very determined rainstorm outside.
Our sightseeing plans were a washout, but dinner turned out to be a lovely consolation prize!
Drenched but still happy
Too Wet to Wander — Jonker Street, Maybe Next Time!
Wild Coriander was tastefully decorated, and I would have loved to explore a little more. But after getting thoroughly drenched, all I wanted was to sit down and enjoy dinner!
By the time we finished eating, the rain was still pouring.
Me: “Maybe we still can go Jonker Street?”
Hubby: “So wet leh.”
Me: “Umbrella?”
Hubby: “Mama leh?”
Me: “…okay lah. Back to hotel!”
With Mama in her wheelchair and the streets wet and slippery, Jonker Street Pasar Malam would have to wait.
Our wandering feet admitted defeat!
Never mind, Jonker Street. You win this round.
Next time, we come back — hopefully without the free shower!
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