Kuala Lumpur

You'd think I had had enough of this place after spending almost a week here waiting for my camera to be repaired. It's not the place though, it's the people. And it's becoming the refrain of the trip. On the bus back from Melaka, I got some text messages from two of the couchsurfers I had hung out with there, TJ and Shah. There was a CS meet up, breaking fast together in KL. Was I interested? Food? Eating? Silly question.

We were there for at least four hours before we started to drip away, and then began the second party. First to the Petronas Towers where a protest in support of the Burmese people was supposed to be taking place. No one there, but then again, we were 3 hours late. Then on to what Shah and I seem to do best: Random driving around Kuala Lumpur, getting hopelessly lost, and enjoying every minute of it. I think the others enjoyed it as well.... maybe...