My first impression of Malaysia reminded me of a Paul Simon song "You can Call me Al". in one of the verses, the narrator finds himself a stranger in a strange land. He doesn't speak the language, holds no currency. Hears the sounds of cattle in the marketplace. Yadda Yadda. I arrived in a bus stop half way to Melacca (or Melaka, or any of the other 15,000 ways I have seen the city's name spelled). I was starving, and really needed to use the toliet. Too bad for me I forgot to covnert some cash into Malaysian before I left. It was such a mad rush to jump on the bus, that I totally forgot. After moping for a few minutes on my bad luck, I decided to see if the vendors might happen to
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