Rustles, whispers and muffled noises
The night can work wonders and when abroad, the chances of an encounter can be greater than being at home.
The night can work wonders and when abroad, the chances of an encounter can be greater than being at home.
Nom pao is Cambodia’s version of siopao but its so filling, savory and delectable. The khmers don’t scrimp on the filling!
Jonker Street weekend market is wicked. Just so many people but interesting wares, good street food, a round of drinks with friends. But for the weary traveler, after doing the rounds of the makeshift stalls? Beer on the table during amateur night.
I was in awe with its antiquity. The moon doors and gates, that lead to different spaces in the abode. There are intricate woodworks and carvings, interesting tiles and gourd shaped windows that gives a peek to the sapling at the center of the courtyard. It is an intriguing and beautiful house.
There’s a marked contrast. A glaring showcase of opposites. Shabby apartment buildings, tiled roof traditional houses, century old churches and government buildings at one end. Then you have glitzy high rises, skyscrapers filled with lights and neon marquees dancing on a foggy night at the other end. Macau’s old meets the new.
I know nothing about Macau except for a few things or what I think I knew of this place and I am open to what this place has to offer, good or bad. I am always receptive to something new: food, places, structures and probably culture and people. I’m ready to be surprised