It is fun to become a tourist in your own home town. No, I am not saying this because Malacca has just entered Unesco’s hall of Shame Fame. That tourism minister did not pay me shitloads of moolah just to promote my home state either (which I don’t mind really)
But it gives me a different experience because I get to look the landmarks in my home state in a different perspective. In other words, I noticed lots of things I never bothered to notice about Malacca before. Yeah, you tend to take things for granted when it is just located right in front of your eyes.
I don’t really understand why, but I felt at ease once I stepped on the peak of St Paul’s Hill. I was greeted by a group of musicians who were entertaining tourists on busy hours. They are good singers and they are pretty good at doing covers of some of the famous oldies. I was so oblivious in the past I did not realise those large tablets are actually tombs. Maybe I was too busy oggling at girls in those days.
This unique looking tablet caught my eye. It was said that is the representation of the Angel Of Death
and it belongs to a Dutch lady. I am talking about a person, not about the dairy brand products. Standing inside the chambers gives you the quaint feeling that this tomb has already been around for more than 300 years. It might become eerie if you stand there alone for too long though so it is definitely not for the faint hearted.
