14.12.2010 - 05.01.2011 20 °C
I find it quite soothing. That Eastern Smell. That familiarity that represents all things unfamiliar. I should shower. Perhaps then I'll get over my fear of those rubber slippers next to the bathroom and feel familar. It's drizzling. And noisy. And my view is onto the the windows and roofs of buildings next door.
I'm full of ice cream. Air Malaysia kindly gives one good ice creams after meals. I like ice cream. Maybe not mixed with gooey noodles, but it's still comforting.
I should go and shop for winter clothes. Suddenly a backpack 7kg short of the weight it took to India makes sense. Or not much sense at all.
My bed is hard as is the single thing that is in the place of a pillow. I like it round here. Rephrase: I will like it round here as soon as I get off my brick bed, get clean and venture out of my hotel room. Hotel is an ambitious word. Perhaps just my room.
I'm tired. Nothing much makes sense other than the Coca Cola I found outside the fridge and those toilet/shower combos that forget about the presence of toilet paper.
I'm doubting my itinerary. But that may be the swollen kankles or memory of a lack of leg room or the fact that the whole of South East Asia is overcast today. Maybe it's the fear of where to go for dinner and how to identify the word "chicken." Maybe it's the fact that the only words I have said for a very long time are "Thank you" and that I am slightly fearful that I may never need more.
Random pics to follow. A street excursion seems like the mature thing to do when one has no recipient for words.