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On the surface, Malacca appears to be a great destination for us. Despite not being a large city, there are a lot of things to see and do. It has a lively weekend night market. There are a ton of museums. But it seemed like there was always something a little bit off. I realize that picking a less than ideal place to live for a month is not a big problem in the grand scheme of things. I think I might have needed to wipe back tears when leaving if we had only stayed two weeks. First and foremost, I never found a local produce market to shop at. We have stayed in 8 places in 3 countries prior to Malacca and all of them had multiple great produce markets supplied with the fresh local bounty. I thought I found one option within walking distance of our rental. Google Maps said it was open from 7am to noon. But when we showed up a little before 11am everything was shut down and there was almost no activity. As such, we ended up buying all of our produce from the grocery store and I was denied one of my favorite travel experiences for the entire stay. To make matters worse, the closest decent grocery store was located in a mall, so I ended up at the mall way too often. In Penang, there are numerous trishaw pedicabs around the tourist zone that offer to pedal you around and show you the sights. In Malacca, they attempt a similar experience, but add an annoying flair to it. That part is cute enough. But then each of these are also outfitted with a bumping sound system. So no matter where we went within the tourist zone, we were constantly bombarded by bad music played at unreasonable volumes. They bump the shitty house music to attract attention and secure a fare. Then once they reel in a mark, they bump the shitty house music while on the move too. It basically never stops because there are hundreds of these things. Many attractions in the city seemed like they were down for maintenance or were simply closed permanently and sat in disrepair. It was closed for repairs. There is a smaller replica of the London Eye Ferris wheel too. That was permanently closed. The Melaka Alive pirate shows had no pirates or shows. Even the sites that were operational seemed to be missing something or have something wrong with them. None of these things individually are a big deal, but they combined to offer a continually disappointing experience. This museum features exhibits of extreme body modification techniques that people do or have done around the world in the name of beauty. It showcases things like lip discs, tattoos, foot binding, and the always cringe-inducing teeth filing. The museum directs the visitor experience with arrows pointing along the prescribed route. Most sections had 3 or 4 large signs describing the ritual practices. However these informational placards rarely followed the same route and were seemingly installed randomly. So if I want to read about brass neck rings, I have to read sign 2 then 4 then 1 then 3. Aside from the issues with the city itself, we also had problems with our accommodations. Our apartment was right on a six lane thoroughfare, so there was always vehicle traffic and the accompanying sounds. Normally vehicle noise does not bother me, but like the trishaws, it was overly excessive here. This particular section of roadway was a favorite for street racing that was ridiculously loud. Motorcycle engines would scream intermittently all night long as these idiots raced each other right in front of our apartment. While this happened every night, the weekends were particularly bad. The noise was not the only issue though. Walking from the apartment was not very pedestrian friendly. Situated next to a large marshland on the southern edge of town, we were left with only two routes to follow to get anywhere we wanted to go. Option one was to cross the busy street which has a poor crosswalk. After crossing, we then had to walk around one mall, through the parking lot, across another busy street albeit with a better crosswalk , and around a second mall. Option 2 was to walk parallel to our busy street for yards until we could easily cross under the bridge that takes the traffic over the river. But this way took us right next to strings of parked tour buses. We had to walk by a minimum of a dozen idling tour buses spewing out hot, dirty exhaust onto the sidewalk when we squeezed by them. On a muggy day, which they basically all are, having to walk through noxious clouds of bus pollution is even less pleasant than normal. Obviously this made for a bad combination. When we went out, every journey started with 15 annoying minutes of either malls and dangerous traffic or tour buses and exhaust fumes. It really killed our motivation to explore more. As such, our options were limited. Once we ran the traffic or air pollution gauntlet we found a number of fun things to do. Owing to the seemingly never ending noise of either traffic or trishaws, we loved the time we spent along the riverwalk. We also visited a fair number of museums. Luckily, we also found the House of Museums which turned out to be one of my favorite travel experiences to date. During our four weeks, we had many opportunities to visit the famous Jonker Street weekend market that runs through the heart of Chinatown. Every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night they close off the street to vehicle traffic and vendors of all stripes set up along the road. The market is mostly contained to one long street stretching for a third of a mile, so it takes at least a half hour to shuffle through. It was decent. I also tried a firm caramel candy called Gula Ketuk. I watched it being broken off of a giant hunk using an actual hammer and chisel. It reminded me a bit of a Slo Poke , as the pieces needed to be sucked on to soften them. It was not a good flavor combination. I ate one and threw the rest out. My favorite part of the Jonker Street market was at the far end where there is a giant stage with people singing karaoke. This stage could probably hold a full orchestra, but it was usually occupied with only a solitary singer. Older Asian men and women would get up on this giant stage and belt out their favorite traditional tunes as if they were auditioning for American Idol. One time, the singer that we saw even had backup dancers, which was quite entertaining. Our rental apartment was in a combined hotel and condo building. While I was not happy with the street noise or particular location, the inside of the place was pretty decent. There was plenty of space for us to live and it was fairly comfortable. It was also really, really cheap. Knowing that we got out on the cheap certainly softens the blow of staying way too long in Malacca. We did have to spend a lot more to get this apartment up to our desired comfort levels, but it was still super cheap even after adding kitchen appliances, extra pillows, and things like that. And besides beer, everything else was pretty cheap too. So in that aspect at least, it was a successful stay. All in all, we simply never clicked with Malacca. While some parts were nice, they were not enough to make up for the disappointments. They have lots of things set up for tourists, but the lack of markets and a constant stream of tour buses meant that it was hard to find a local experience. As a slow traveler, I expect to settle into a more normal life at some point. But I was never able to find a local living groove here. That combined with the constant loud noises, lack of quality sleep, and less than desirable walking routes meant that I was happy to leave Malacca in the rear view mirror. Life , Money , Travel. November 23, at am. I understand your desire to speak well if the places you visit. However, your candor is greatly appreciated and is what will have me coming back to your blog. No apologies necessary. Honestly, lack of sleep due to noise and less access to produce markets are two things that would be super difficult for us to accept. Thanks Skip. The lack of a produce market was seriously baffling. Normally I would expect to have my pick of a half dozen or so. I did miss that interaction though. The markets always provide such a nice personal touch. December 1, at am. Excellent presentation and overall interesting experience. Thanks Ramona. May 8, at am. If you ever go back to Malacca try Riviera Bay apartment on Airbnb. Let me know if you need more info. May 10, at pm. Thanks for the tip Emilia. Your email address will not be published. Check your inbox or spam folder to confirm your subscription. Bonus Nachos. Search for:. Who wants a ride? Disjointed music blasting down an otherwise quiet street Many attractions in the city seemed like they were down for maintenance or were simply closed permanently and sat in disrepair. There are disadvantages to these neck rings?! Problems With Our Apartment Aside from the issues with the city itself, we also had problems with our accommodations. A nice row of 6 buses going around a corner. Jonker Street Market During our four weeks, we had many opportunities to visit the famous Jonker Street weekend market that runs through the heart of Chinatown. Jonker Street Market Bite Puff. Keep up the good work brother Reply. Eric Post author November 23, at am. Ramona December 1, at am. Eric Post author December 1, at am. Emilia May 8, at am. Eric Post author May 10, at pm. 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