Party Like It’s 1641

A trishaw pedals through the streets of the historical city of Malacca. Almost everything is like what it was some 400 years ago. The signature red buildings of the then Dutch administrators and the narrow roads, all evoking a romantic throwback to its glorious past.

I said almost everything because the tricycles now have AC power sockets at the back, in case tourists need to charge their camera phones. It is also used to power guady neon lights and a noisy boom box.

The Malay/Indonesian word of becha (now spelled as beca) originated from the Fujian (Hokkien) word “Beh Chia” meaning horse-drawn carriage.

Olympus OM-D, ISO 250, f3.5, 1/400 sec with Snapseed Grunge Filter.

The Becha

Batu Arang

Batu Arang was once a bustling coal mining town that rivalled Newcastle. Apart from feeding steam locomotives of its era, the plentiful coal meant fuel for a brick kiln. That too has closed and what remains today is a chimney and ruins overgrown by the jungle.

Around the sleepy hollow, there are some tell-tale signs of its glorious past. Many wooden houses in the surrounding villages spot an unusual patchwork of red bricks. It was as if there was one final warehouse sale of bricks and every resident grabbed some.

This kid running for her school bus provided a little visual counterpoint to the sedentary landscape.

Olympus OM-D, ISO 200, f9, 1/400 sec.

Batu Arang