When we arrived teleported from Singapore to KL. We were several hours ahead of schedule. I mean waaaaaay ahead of schedule. We were welcomed with a silent treatment, because it was like 3:30 in the morning. We booked a room at the Equator hostel a week before the trip. It’s the same hostel where we stayed exactly 2 years ago. I like its homey ambiance, unassuming aura, clean facilities and friendly hosts. However, when we arrived, it seemed like everyone’s in deep slumber, we waited outside the gate for an …

This entry makes me frustrated. Yeah, frustrated. First, Ron and I returned to Bukit Bintang from Batu Caves and the blasted heat of the sun-baked my skin five pigmentations higher than my normal. Thana led us into this side street where we had the most amazing lunch. Amazing because it was a south Indian Meal and was NOT all spicy, and I like the fact that it is authentic (we were the only tourists inside. I am at times blind, but I noticed everyone, and I mean everyone, was Indian). …

I generally thought there was nothing other than the Petronas Towers in Malaysia that could quite catch my attention. It was sparkly and all, but when Ron told me there was this huge Hindu statue in the country, I just had to see it. It also helped that it was shiny and golden, and I am a girl and I like them shiny things…
As soon as we finished our hearty breakfast; Ron, Thana and I went on our way to go to the Batu Caves. We walked a long deal …

(Please excuse the photos, we used point and shoot cameras here)
I’ve been to Malaysia twice, first was in march of 2007 as a side trip of my 9 day Singapore stint. I traveled 870 kilometers from Singapore to Kuala Lumpur just to see one thing–the Petronas towers. Who wouldn’t want to see something as majestic as the structure once tagged as the tallest in the world? The world’s spotlights all focused on it when it opened in 1998. KL became popular overnight, a must visit destination among tourists and backpackers …

Backpacking entails a lot of adventure. It’s a very cliché opening and I’m regretting the seconds that pass as I go to the next sentence, but there’s no other way to put it. Going to places, sampling food and immersing ourselves in different cultures have made us rich in terms of experience. Meeting people on the other hand has contributed greatly in our understanding of human diversity and the growth of our souls.
It was 4:00 am in Jalan Imbi and the hostel we placed our reservation in was still closed. …

Going to KL from Singapore is like a bus trip from Manila to Baguio—drivers got a death wish. Ideally it’s an 8 hour butt-torturing ordeal. Back in 2007 when I first took the route, it was indeed eight hours, but that’s because it was a day trip. That seemed like the longest bus ride because of the non-stop yakking of local passengers that I suspected to be a delegation for some sort of an international tiger balm sniffing senior citizens marathon. I mean seriously, it was a painful eight long …