MALAYSIA DAY 10-12: I feel like Maeve O’Meara (and if you don’t know the reference, shame on you). I’ve had my Food Lover’s Guide to Malaysia, and it was delicious. A wok toss away from the so-called Golden Triangle entertainment district around KL Tower, this food market is where the locals come to eat and shop. You just follow your nose to the best makan (food).
KUALA LUMPUR DAY 7-9: The Petronas Twin Towers are grandiose monuments to modern architecture and a modern city; all steel and glass reaching to the clouds and glinting in the sun. They were built, shamelessly, as a sign to the world that this city, and this country, had come of age. Yet in so many ways that seems premature.
SINGAPORE DAY 5-6: Way to make friends when travelling alone: wear a boa constrictor like a scarf in front of a couple of hundred people. Instant acclaim, serious kudos. It was my own fault for sitting in the front row of the Night Safari’s Creatures of the Night show. (It was magic.)
SINGAPORE (DAY 3-4): Don’t shake hands with anyone. Ever. After almost 48 hours in Singapore, I feel I can speak with authority in offering this crucial piece of advice as a hapless foreign tourist. Nothing is more important.
DARWIN (DAY 1-2): I think what all this shows, definitively, is that Darryl Sommers can’t be trusted. Frankly, at least when it comes to Darwin, if you never, never go, what you’ll never, never know is possibly not worth knowing.
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