Pork city

Medan is awful. I feel myself becoming rude and coarse here after a few day's stay. The people are descendants of merchants and farmers, a fertile ground for loud and brash behaviour. One must adjust oneself to fit in, i.e. not get pushed around.

Of course, as elsewhere it is not without at least one positive aspect, and for me that's PORK. This is pork heaven: a mixture chinese and local pork-eating culture has created a wide range of choice which will leave any pork lovers with a big smile even after shaken 12 hours in a 200% overcapacity bus zigzagging the lake. From honey-cured pork rolls, diced pork in cassava leave curry, deep-fried pork, spicy pork cooked dry in it's own blood, even pastries drenched in pork fat, you will eat it like never before.

Lucky me!