Its
striking how different Muslim countries are to all others. I’ve arrived in Kuala Lumpar and been struck
by my near nakedness - all be it with a sleeveless loose shirt and my Zara
shorts as a female not robed I
definitely stick out. The openness of men holding hands also makes me aware of
the religious influence on the people and their humanisation with each other. The
complete disparity of city dwellers sets them apart from the west but never
really anyone else and even then many of my fellow westeners would argue Urban
life has its own very peculiar differences . The first man I saw was in a paddy
field in his orange jocks whilst all
those on the train had iphones and seem to live in tall towers that dot the
city.
And then there is the hostel. I should have really refused the room but with my big bag on my back and humidity through the roof I took shelter in a private room. Lets just hope the sights of KL are redeeming. Afterall the £35 flight from Singapore has made it very accessible for the Big Adventure.
And then there is the hostel. I should have really refused the room but with my big bag on my back and humidity through the roof I took shelter in a private room. Lets just hope the sights of KL are redeeming. Afterall the £35 flight from Singapore has made it very accessible for the Big Adventure.
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