I mean I could pretend to apologise for the proportion of "gastronomical shoots"... but nah. "I'm hungry."
....where just about everything were visibly more organised, where prices jumped, where tuning into the radio brought a real mix of Cantonese and Mandarin in the same sentence, where there were actual houses (!) so close to the city centre, where there were much fewer high-rise than expected, where Jasmine Towers were a confusion for the taxi driver, where we were inside the metro but psychologically outside of the rush hour, where the Petronas twin towers were just as they were, where (thankfully and refreshingly) haggling is not common practice at most places, where the quest to KL tower ended up being soaking wet, where the transport system didn't seem to like talking to each other too much, where tourist posed for photos in front of shops inside KLCC (I mean, I understand why, but why?), where I spent the whole afternoon looking for a simple tanned bag and what the Japanese call "Marc By" was the ultimate solution, where I got to see Yifan and David was just magically there (it was great seeing you guys!), where I did the last and final souvenir shopping if you may call it so, where we got picked up by a (despite non-IR) cart at the car park which brought us to the car (excellent service btw), where we showed up to the same airport 4 times within the course of 5 days, where we welcomed Marina's birthday with drinking Tiger beer on the floor, where food was (needless to say) simply amazing.
