Pink, white, and blue. I love you.
We've come down with a case of 'summeritis' where all we want to do is stay in our hotel room, blast the AC, and watch American films on television. Our criteria when searching for accommodation more recently include cable access, an amenity we hadn't cared for much up until these last couple of days. Apparently, vegging out is necessary no matter where in the world.
Somewhere between Philadelphia and Hollow Man, we managed to force ourselves outside for a few hours while the sun was still up over colonial Georgetown, our first stop in the melting pot of SE Asia where so many flavors converge, namely Indian, Chinese, and Malay. It was just enough time to check out the street food scene and the street art scene. Of the former, we couldn't decipher what the fuss is all about. There's so much amazing food throughout SE Asia, in my opinion, the flavors do not culminate on this island. On the other hand, despite our couch potato tendencies, we took the town by foot and found ourselves charmed by the patina of the shophouses and the paintings of children sprinkled throughout. We couldn't help but engage ourselves in the 3D aspect of the art before returning to our temporary abode to catch the end of Rain Man.
Side note: We tasted a nice variety of dishes - hainan chicken with different staples (steamed rice, dry noodle, szechuan spice ramen noodle soup), spicy prawn mee, asam laksa, dim sum (har gao, siew mai, char siu bao, jian diu, har cheong fun), BBQ pork and wonton egg noodle soup, cendol & red bean and grass jelly with soy milk, 3-layer milk tea. All good, but not best.