The crossroad of north and south

They searched high and low for the perfect spot.


The crew finally found one that they could use, quite oddly, a skeleton of a boat. Or what it used to be.


Sweated so much under the sun that I looked like I just stepped out of the swimming pool. But it's okay, at least we managed to get one nice shot after the work was done. Ate ice-cream and ice-cream ate me.. Hmm.



Weekend was fruitful... Or shall I say satay celupful.

While the half of my family was up north, I headed down south to Malacca where I met the friendly youths from Ayer Keroh.



Hopefully I'll get to enjoy the food fest again next week.

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