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Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
21 February - 23 February.
Confidently thought my flight was at 6, not 4, I turned up at the airport right about the same time my plane took off - tragic, really. Rebooked on a later flight and by the time I arrived, I was dead tired from all the running I had to do in the airport just to catch my flight; very tiring in my case, since running with a huge luggage was not exactly desirable. Nonetheless, if it's not obvious enough, I found out on that day that I am irresponsible. Very irresponsible, actually.
Fine dined, Mediterranean style, at a restaurant in the city. If anything, the food was everything but fine - ironically. I guess it was only me who had a problem with the food because everyone else seemed neutral about everything.
This is where I half died.. while in Shah Alam. We drove out of the city down to Shah Alam to view the night lights and everything was awe-inspiring with the loud music blasting in the background and a plethora of rides around. If I was back home, I would be in the city shopping or most probably having tea with my friends - and I thought that was fun until I visited this place. Lol.
Endured another half an hour in the car drive back to the city where we drove around Chinatown, Little India and the new CBD area of Kuala Lumpur. Everywhere was empty which is not something I expected for since it was a Friday night.. and there's socializing to be done. But, no. Empty, dead empty. My camera died and anyway it was too dark to take pictures of the empty street, not like there's anything to see anyway.
Checked in at the hotel where I blissfully died - almost, in the comfort of the bed. For a rough estimation as to how tired I was, I almost fell asleep with only a duvet on me. Not forgetting the fact that I forgot to remove my contact lens - and shower.
Visual nausea from the first day I was in Malaysia; while back home, preparations for the upcoming exams were going on. Crazy, you might think. But anyway, the short getaway was what I, or anyone, would have needed in the midst of all the stress. In other news, my first day in Malaysia was anything but interesting and that's where I blame it all on my incompetency on cross checking as to what time my flight is. Cheers, to that.
