Well, the idea for this road trip was solely mine and it started out quite innocently, I assure you. Here's the concept: To look not for food but something different, something that isn't very ordinary. Well, haunted places aren't very ordinary, isn't it? Malaysia is simply filled with these kind of places, thanks partly to our superstitious upbringing.
So there we were, in the dead of night, snugged within the cabin of the Civic Hybrid, which nose was pointing uphill, with its headlamps on high beam, throwing illumination at the road ahead. Failed. The darkness that had descended upon the War Museum in Penang doesn't feel natural, as if there was an oppressive force that had cupped this area with its hands. No, technology wasn't going to penetrate this. We had driven up as high as our courage would let us, which was the first pill box you see as you near the museum. Which, when you think about it, wasn't that high at all.
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