After a final by celebrated night in KL we swung our morning at 10 clock in the bus to Melaka and took us on time in the midday heat back to the central Town Square in the city. Melaka was founded in 1396 and is thus the most historic city in the country. Since 14 Jhrd the city developed into an important commercial center, apparently favored by the optimal location on the Straits of Melaka by sea between China and India. After the Chinese in 1405 under Admiral Cheng Ho had established a protectorate, followed by Chinese settlers who were known to their culture with the already existing mixed and as Baba and Nyonya. 1511 Melaka was then occupied by the Portuguese in 1641 handed over to
the Netherlands and in 1824 finally replaced with the British against Bengkulu in Sumatra. As can be see from the history, the city as KL or even George Town one of cultures. Chinese churches and temples are not far away from mosques. And among the many sights and take the funniest colorful rickshaws back and forth that we have ever seen (see photo above). Since we had already booked a diving course in Borneo and was our flight the next morning, we had unfortunately only a short day to explore the city at top speed. First we took the Town Square with the 
Christ Church, a windmill and the famous Stadthuys (you notice the influence of my Dutch ...) before. The entire place and its surroundings are painted in various shades of red, giving the whole a special atmosphere. In the midday heat we got hungry so we made our quick after 
Little India to eat delicious Chicken Masala on banana leaves ... mmmh. Together with Indian tea for about 1.50 € per person. Fully refreshed we strolled through Chinatown, past the Chinese temples and the famous brightly painted shop houses and the residents geschaeftstuechtigen, while we hung the scent of the many restaurants and incense sticks in the temple of 
nose. Our goal was to the north of the city, the Malaysian Kampung Morten quarter with his Villa Sentosa, right on the Melaka River. The entire district is situated very close to a headland and is retained by the people in a very loving style. Cute wooden houses with curtains and decorations are lined up next to a well-kept gardens. Our 
way back took us back to the Town Square, directly below St. Paul of the hill is what we set out next. From the ruins of St. Paul's Church on the hill came after a short climb, past a few museums, an enchanting view over the city in the late afternoon mood. Old grave stones at the time of famous people adorn the walls of the old church and tourists from all over the world flock to come here. From there seemed 
and the sea was very close. Down it went to the Porta de Santiago, the only remnant of the old Portuguese fort that once stood here. Decorative guns frame the goal. Right next door is home to the Proclamation of Independence Memorial and Museum. Particularly impressive, I found the Muzium Budaya, in which a replica a historical 
Sultan Palace is made of wood. This replica was made from old sketches, and despite the enormous dimensions of the building, surprisingly, was not a single nail used. The Muzium Rakyat, in which an exhibition about different beauty ideals and sometimes brutal 
achieve this was, unfortunately, just closed when we came to the door. After a quick stop in the modern Mahkota Parade Shopping Complex and at Burger King we were already back on the bus towards the bus station, from where we took the luxury long-distance bus to Johor Bahru. 
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