Time to get some wax on the tracks.
Caz messages me and suggests food, I concur.
I take my now familiar bus journey to KL Central, and walk the walk to the food court.
We discuss, mainly, the idea that my flight could have been cancelled and alternatives for the rest of my day if such a thing had in fact occurred.
She suggests the Internet as a magical portal of anwers to my questions and she right.
It appears I can, in fact, still avail myself of Malaysia Air's (yup had I not mentioned that) flight facilities.
I'm not gonna be happy till my ass hits the chair, but we're looking good.
Caz calls me a GrabCar and we part, as I leave I'm thinking about what she remembers that I don't, I figure it's a lot.
As we stand waiting for the taxi I see a fresh faced backpacker standing at the Durian stand and says, Is this Durian? I've been told I have to try some.
Newbs.
Airport selfie