To be fair, I did, actually, leave the hostel on my last day in Kuala Lumpur. I strolled out of bed, too late for breakfast, again, at about 11. I sat down with the unnamed traveler for a bit before heading off for a stroll...
After maybe three hours of sleep I woke up at 9:30am to grab breakfast. I probably should have wasted away my day in bed. Like a normal person would do. But no, I wanted to actually try to do something in Kuala Lumpur. And I...
The crosswalk man, if I can even find him, never turns to green. He stands there glowing red while each lane of traffic takes their turn. Over and over. Or, more likely, him or his red counterpart never appear at all in the stagnant, useless,...
After waking up early in Singapore. After checking out of my hostel and walking to the bus station. After arriving at 10:30am and buying a bus ticket for noon. After being told "but you can get on that one that is leaving now." After surviving...