Above: Malang is famous for meatball soup “Bakso Malang”.
We woke up to the poshest street in town, it seemed. It was dark when we arrived last night and when we left the homestay we realised we were surrounded by mansions. The street was also dotted with private security.
As it turns out in my later wanderings, there is a Millionaire’s Row in town with more big mansions than on our street … many are old Dutch homes but they have largely been renovated beyond recognition.
I also took in the bird market before having a very good massage at the blind massage centre (IDR25,000 or about NZD4 for one hour). I regret not having a 90 minute session.
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- Malang Town Hall.
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- Lovely owl at the bird market.
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- At the bird market.
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- The blood from ravens are used for black magic.
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- My rickshaw driver.
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- Malang’s millionaire mile has many old Dutch homes, some of which are renovated beyond recognition.
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- Malang’s millionaire mile has many old Dutch homes, some of which are renovated beyond recognition.
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- Malang has many broad boulevards.
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- Malang is famous for meatball soup “Bakso Malang”.
It would be a very early and short night as we will depart Malang for Bromo at 0100 in the morning. I had dinner with my Swiss companions at the very atmospheric Tugu Hotel to celebrate one of their birthdays. It was a lovely venue with a nice mix of Chinese, Javanese, Dutch and Hindu elements.
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- The gorgeous Tugu hotel, where I didn’t stay.
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- The gorgeous Tugu hotel, where I didn’t stay.
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- The gorgeous Tugu hotel, where I didn’t stay.
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- The gorgeous Tugu hotel, where I didn’t stay.
