The luxury of being in a big city, of having everything you possibly could want outside your doors, and of being strong enough psysically to being able to enjoy it. This day was one of those rare periods of time where everything was perfect. The planets were in line. All was good with the world, and we decided to celebrate that.
Oh ramen. You come in to my heart, my mind and most importantly my belly and there you found your permanent place. I will always cherish and care for you. Until I find something else Malaysia is wickedly talented at making. Then I will probably have an affair with that as well. But don't worry. I will always love you.
One might wonder why I'm talking to my food. First, it's because I'm a nutcase. But secondly, it's also because it was the first thing I ate that didn't made me want to throw up.
We arrived at Kuala Lumpur International Airport (KLIA) yesterday, exhausted after 11 days in misery.