Kuala Lumpur

Yes, folks. This is where preparedness comes in handy.

My connection in Seoul was too short. And, as much as I enjoyed the Korean Air attendant racing us all through Seoul International Airport screaming, "KUALA LUMPUUUURRRR," at the top of his lungs, I miss my luggage.

The Backpacker's Traveller's Inn is only for the most hardened backpacker. Yes, it is cheap (without adding the expense of toilet paper). Yes, it is air-conditioned (between 9pm and 7am). Yes, the staff is friendly (during the day shift). However, it not clean and frankly, reminds me of a squatter's in Cape Town. Needless to say, I have a bone to pick with you, Mr. Lonely Planet Guide.

I am simply happy, that I had my own wonderful permethrin'd sleeping bag and super squishy pillow to cocoon myself into until I could emerge somewhat recuperated from my multi-day multi-flight ordeal. Then, my shammy and solid soap bar (that not only survived the liquids check) saved me from that film of pressurized, recycled people germs that must congeal after the 11th hour or so of an International flight.

The only thing I am really missing, is a sarong.
Next Stop: The Central Market on Jalan Kasturi.