We drove slowly and making numerous stops at the R&Rs along the way for drinks, light snags and some photography. It was already 2pm when we arrived in Muar and the town looks pretty deserted even though it was a Saturday! There were shops selling toys that I used to play back in the early 70's and many push-carts and tricycles selling all sorts of cooked food and fruits. Stools and tables were setup along the five-foot way for patrons to enjoy their meals out of the scourging sun.
While we were walking along streets, I realised there were many pink coloured pre-war houses, even the mannequins were dressed in pink outfits and a Malay lady passer-by also wearing a pink tudung! There is a man in pink shirt that came by and told me the building I was photography is more than 80-years-old and sadly I forget to take a picture of him to add to my pink colour collection of my Muar pictures. The bus-stop is very interesting too because it resembles a trishaw and there are traffic lights with count-down display letting the driver know how long more to wait before the light turns green. Oh, how could I forget to mention - the wanton noodle, the otak and the satay are very delicious there too, yummy yummy!!
















Malacca will be featured in my next blog : )



















