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...Finally embarking on the adventure that for so long had seemed like a distant dream, I failed to put pen to paper as I tried to describe the melange of thoughts and emotions running too fast for my mind to translate...
Miserable in Malaysia
Asha Patel2006-08-23 10:57:03
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for a call to Ant and to home. I suppose I felt better in the knowledge that it was business as usual back in England whilst I - ought to be enjoying exciting Asia. (no offence guys)! Made some purchases including white trousers, pink shoes and some sweet hot chinese doughnuts and headed back, utterly exhausted. Still, as evening fell, I couldn't leave out a visit to the famous Petronas Twin Towers. Out again. This time in flip-flops, avoiding yesterday's mistake of making my shoes minature swim pools for my feet. If I wasn't already distinguishable as a tourist, I certainly was by the time it began to rain for the locals were sheltered by their umbrellas whilst I stood soaking wet in the downpour. At the traffic lights in flip flops, linen trousers and a t.shirt, a kindly chinese woman took pity and held her umbrella over me to share. Thanking her, I stood back to let her continue her journey yet she gestured for me to walk with her awhile. Realising the rain wasn't going to cease anytime soon, I carried on toward the Towers. Beshovelled by the time I got there, I browsed around the KLCC shopping centre and.. searched out the bakeries. Sigh. Aleem, I cannot believe the effect you've had on me. Found 'BreadTalk', impressed by the interior layout, I took some photos for you until I was told to stop. Thank me later! Did sample some bread too. Nope. Nothing hits it like European bakeries. Back at the hostel I collapsed in a messy wet heap. My jelly like muscles had just about enough strength to pack and to shower...
... It seemed only moments had I laid my head on the pillow that the alarm rang. I gathered my belongings and once again hauled the 20kgs of my beloved belongings onto
my back in search of a taxi. Got to the Purduraya bus station where I waited for the bus to Penang. That was where I met Ninna...
-- PENANG --
...Ninna, a german student interning in KL, made my Penang trip bearable,
...
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Malaysia Gallery
