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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Everything Is Sweet

“It’s sweet!” Hugo exclaims, his eyes lighting up with delight as he moves in for another taste.

This is paradise for a child’s palate. Even spicy foods have a sweet undertone, and there is often a small pot of sugar on the table if it’s not sweetened to your liking.

Foods I tend to think of as savory often come with an unexpected sprinkle of sugar: popcorn, crackers, nuts. My fried rice at lunch today had chunks of pineapple. The rice and quail egg buns we bought on the street were sugary, too.

At home, I tend to be pretty careful about not feeding him too much sugar, but here that’s just an impossibility.

Today at the coffee shop I bought him a pink milk, not really knowing what a pink milk was, but reasonably sure it was going to be sugared beyond adult palatability, a liquid symbol of all my poor parenting choices.

Basically liquefied cotton candy

Basically liquefied cotton candy