We did more wandering in Malacca, eating and sightseeing. Tried the "best" rice ball and chicken, which was no kidding, the best. Frank lashed out and ordered us these two huge drinking coconuts, which seemed to be bottomless. We gave up in the end and slithered off, hoping that the aggressive Chinese lady who ran the place wouldn't scold us for being wasteful. Most days were hot, very hot, so we spent them in the air-conditioned room, before venturing out at dusk. This seemed to be the plan of the locals as well. One thing that did draw us out during the day was the fabulous Cendol at 88 Jonker street. Covered in a local palm sugar called Gulah Malacca, coconut cream, condensed milk, with red beans and some strange Pandan green noodle things, these ice
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