Selamat Tinggal, Malaysia!

On our last morning in Malaysia, we picked up some baozi from the Chinese restaurant on the corner, and took a walk through Little India to Fort Cornwallis, built in the late 1700s by the British East India Company.

However, once we got there, we saw there was a very nice playground nearby, and who needs visits to historical sites when there are slides!

It's hard to photograph a kid coming down a slide

It’s hard to photograph a kid coming down a slide

It’s also right on the waterfront, and Hugo wanted to go see the ocean.

It's also hard to take a selfie with a toddler

It’s also hard to take a selfie with a toddler

Wait, let’s try that again.

He hates to have his picture taken, so sometimes you have to take what you can get, even if it comes with a weird expression

He hates to have his picture taken, so sometimes you have to take what you can get, even if it comes with a weird expression

We walked back to check out Hugo’s favorite piece of street art one last time.

Maybe if I'm really diligent I can make one of these found object rickshaws at home

Maybe if I’m really diligent I can make one of these found object rickshaws at home

And we bought a giant mango snow ball (like a snow cone, but in a tray instead of a cone).

Sorry for the blurry pic, but it was all I could do to keep him from eating it before I took the photo

Sorry for the blurry pic, but it was all I could do to keep him from eating it before I took the photo

Our days in Malaysia have really flown by. I wish we had more time to spend in this fascinating place — a diverse confluence of cultures, languages and foods.

But, before we knew it, we were back on a plane…

I always let him have the window seat

I always let him have the window seat

And eating lunch on the veranda in Singapore!

Food always tastes better when dining al fresco

Food always tastes better when dining al fresco

Hello, 你好, and selamat sore to Singapore!

 

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Welcome to Penang!

The sun is hot, the sky is blue, Chinese lanterns hang in the trees, and the call to prayer fills one ear while throbbing Bollywood beats fill the other. Welcome to Malaysia!

Not everything the group does is particularly toddler friendly, so Hugo and I hopped a plane for Penang, Malaysia this morning and will be joined later by everyone else.

Attempted airplane selfie

Attempted airplane selfie

Hugo is pretty adept at taking airplanes. Mostly because he knows he can watch as many movies and play as many iPad games as he could possibly want.

Finding Nemo for the zillionth time, anyone?

Finding Nemo for the zillionth time, anyone?

I’ve been pretty excited to come here since I first saw it on our itinerary because it’s my first time to Malaysia. I’ve traveled a lot in Asia, but every new place is still surprising.

We’re staying in the city of Georgetown, a former colony full of twisting lanes and crumbling European-style architecture that’s been declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site. We’re even staying in one of these crumbling-but-redecorated buildings.

I didn't know the stairs were so steep when I booked this place

I didn’t know the stairs were so steep when I booked this place

Also of note: Hugo napping in the above photo. Napping in a new place. It used to be impossible to get him to sleep for the first few days in a new place, but here he is, snoozing away. I guess this trip really has taught him something!

After he woke up we stepped out to do some exploring and found that there is a street market on Saturday evenings.

As you can see, we're in the Chinese part of town

As you can see, we’re in the Chinese part of town

Hugo immediately found a favorite vendor selling various vehicles welded out of leftover hardware parts.

This motorcycle is serious business

This motorcycle is serious business

Our little neighborhood is famous for street art murals, which are painted on every available surface.

Many have some kind of cat and mouse theme

Many have some kind of cat and mouse theme

There were people all over making silly poses with the paintings.

Some walls are less exciting than others

Some walls are less exciting than others

We came home after dinner to discover that the WiFi wasn’t working in the house and no way to contact the owner to fix it since my phone doesn’t work here either. I’ll have to go to see her in the morning down the street at the café she runs. It’s a peculiar sensation to be so out of communication. I guess I’ll have to read a book!