After dinner, Eng Lai drove us to Mau Wei's house. The sky was on the brink of getting dark when we approached her house and from a distance, we could see there were groups of people hanging out everywhere, along the road, in the playground and especially at the gates of houses. A crowd was gathering around a hawker to buy vegetables and the scene was like a bustling night market. There were only three hawkers there though; one selling vegetables, another selling pillow cases and the third selling clothes. Some of the clothes looked rather strange and no wonder, they were not catered for locals. Mau Wei's house was near an industrial area. Many foreign workers worked there and lived together like sardines packed into the houses near Mau Wei's. There were Bangladeshis, Nepalese, Indians and especially Vietnamese that I began to think of the place as Little Vietnam. I suppose you have little countries everywhere in Malaysia!
Mau Wei, at home...
Outside, it was Little Vietnam!
Mau Wei, at home...
Outside, it was Little Vietnam!
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