Steph and I finally arange a lunch together, this gives me time to throw away the last of my money on more tat from the markets, one of my favourite hobbies.
So I grab a last coffee at Starbucks, take a selfie, as is my wont.
and saunter casually round the markets, I think saunter implies casual, but it sounds so much better don't you think? Looking at all the same shit I'd been looking at over the last 5 days.
Total purchases:
3 awesome Star Wars t-shirts
1 pair B&W shell toes
1 pair insane combats
Jewellry for my mum
Jewelry for me (about 8 pcs)
1 Ganesha (Hindu Elephant God)
Zero plane tickets
And I see this guy...
So I grab a last coffee at Starbucks, take a selfie, as is my wont.
and saunter casually round the markets, I think saunter implies casual, but it sounds so much better don't you think? Looking at all the same shit I'd been looking at over the last 5 days.
Total purchases:
3 awesome Star Wars t-shirts
1 pair B&W shell toes
1 pair insane combats
Jewellry for my mum
Jewelry for me (about 8 pcs)
1 Ganesha (Hindu Elephant God)
Zero plane tickets
And I see this guy...
Steph picks me up and we head to this place a little out of town, for lunch and dessert then we head to 'Old China' a place that would not be out of place in The Northern Quarter, a musky smell, old sepia pictures on the wall, over priced food and waiters that ignore the customers.
Pro tip: Apparently everyone in KL is called Uncle or Aunt.
But on the plus side they had cool movie pics in the toilets and the toilets were real, don't let KL fool you they still do squattie potties in places.
I paid for the privellage once.
My phone vibrates and the ------ message informs me there is a CS hangout in a Spanish bar.
I'm down with that so Steph drops me off and I meet the trio of travellers that I can safely say have been added to the list of people I have met.
I bought a round of Tequillas for us all and the guy who had suggested Tequillas, in response to me buying a round of Tequillas, buys him self a really nice Tequilla.
Twat.
We are, later, joined by Prince, Caz and someone I vaguely recognised.
Caz and I clean up at pool, we drink, we eat, we listen to Thrift Shop by Macklemore which had become my soundtrack for the holiday, I say holiday, which, if you define holiday as doing everything you wanted at any time you wanted, it was.
Some people call it acting out.
I call it having fun.
I'm not those people.