We're on the hunt again for that pesky hungry ghost everyone is talking about.
There are people lighting candles, joss sticks, incense, and burning piles of paper on street corners and in the streets all over George Town.
We look and look and can't find any street opera still going on in the evening. But when we get back to the apartment, we can see Merdeka Eve celebrations going strong on Gurney Drive. So we put Regin in a wrap and go down to take some pictures and be in the middle of it all. There are fireworks displays in the distance, on about 5 or 10 points along the horizon where the day's fading light has already long obscured our view of the mainland. Much closer to us, people light some flares.
In the street, there are groups of young people riding on their mopeds waving flags and screaming.
There are cars decorated with flags, and kids who walk by have flags on their backs. This seems to be going on all night, so eventually when we tire of the car fumes that are so heavy I can taste them in my mouth, we go back to the apartment to crash. It's after midnight. Happy Merdeka Day!
Sunday we intend to go check out the Merdeka Day parade down at Queensbay Mall, but by the time we get there, it's long over. But since we're here, we may as well take part in a favorite Malaysian past time: shopping. There are sales galore for Merdeka. There is also a clown which Regin isn't also interested in.
There are flags everywhere. Here's one inside TGIFridays.
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