Malaysia Baby
Was so bizarre to be on a plane again...leaving Japan but not Aussie bound. Arrived in my home away from home Singapore exhausted but feeling like a pro since it was the 7th time I have been in that airport- crazy! I had big plans for my time, all the things I didnt do other trips. However, so exhausted I took advantage of the beauty of travelling alone and obeyed my inner tired ass and non tourist with highlights including going to a cheap movie (osaka is $20), buying work clothes that fit, watching american tv in english!, icecream, a real bed, real bacon, wandering aimlessly in the balmy air kicking my feet in the monsoon floods! I got to catch up with my dear Singaporean friend Clara, basically the reason I was there. Went out for hot pot, cook your own food in a boiling and precarious vat of spicy soup. yum.
After a few days of sleep and golden girl/scrubs/oprah marathons it was time for the much anticipated bus ride to Malaysia...exciting to cross over to another country by bus, something with the exception of the UK I have never done before and never get to do obviously in Oz.
Hello Malaysia!
Hello Malaysia!
So amazing to be in KL with my fabulous Hsiny girl and warm starry nights for what became 5 days of total relaxation doing my favourite things- eating amazing fragrant food,reading latest magazines under a whirring fan on a real bed on a hot afternoonwith one of my best friends, driving around laughing and singing to 90s hits and talking about everything, shopping in malls that look like Australian ones, wandering around markets, going clubbing to upbeat tunes in new heels with fab girls, sleeping in, eating things off sticks under fairy lights and stars.
I was perfectly happy to avoid touristy stuff, besides I got the real KL experience hanging out with Hsiny and her friends, not to mention visiting amazing food stalls in dodgy back streets and fighting tooth and nail for my simpsons dvds.
The exchange rate was so amazing I got to buy so much (a new suitcases worth whoops) but it was all stuff I cant get here which is amazingly comforting, who knew the psychosomatic power of needed new shoes and toiletry brands from home! Alas, before we knew it, it was back on the bus for the 5 hr journey back to Singapore and then 8 hr flight home. Too surreal stopping for toilet breaks as the only westerner in the Malaysian jungle. I hope I can be back in KL before too long...and not just to buy more cheap chanel...
I heart KL xx
posted by japanesetakeout @ 1:42 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home