Kelantan, Malaysia
On Tuesday evening, we went with all of the children to a local night market. We got to the fruit stall bit and Kirsty nearly had to deck some of the local men. Never known any jaws to get so low, they were literally gawping at us. Then at the mango stalls, we were verbally abused. They sounded like a group of chimpanzees on speed, no joke. The kids all got neon light gooey bouncy things on a string, they all seemed to like them!
The following morning, Kirs...