"All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware" -Martin Buber

Monday, August 4, 2014

Malaysia

So instead of writing a post that explains that crap that was this trip, i.e. ear infections while diving, sitting around bored out of my mind, food poisoning, UTI, hangovers, feeling like crap about myself, and stupid ferry rules, I decided to try and be positive. So here are my top ten favorite moments of Malaysia. 
10. Monkey Bay, which had no monkeys, but some nice rocks. 

9. Completing the first part of my dive course. I have now been checked off on about half of the tasks. I can breath underwater! I can recover my regulator! I can buddy breathe! I was so angry about getting an ear infection, but I cannot wait to find a time and place to complete my course.
8. Sink Laundry. So I have heard horror stories of people getting laundry done in random places, so I opt to do my own laundry in the sick. I did a small batch and hung it out to dry. The next day we were at the dive center (on a whole different part of the island) when a huge wind storm came in. I got back to notice that our underwear and socks were all over the garden below our bungalow. I picked it up and folded all of Matts stuff. His reaction was completely adorable.

7. Drinking a bottle of wine on the hostel rooftop terrace. Matt had food poisoning, it was our last night in Malaysia and we had bought a $7 bottle of wine to split. Matt couldn't drink any of it, so i headed up to the roof and hung out with two guys from Canada. It was nice to look out over the city. Though i probably should have considered the fact that i was already 5 pints and a mojito in when I started. I did in fact hurl in the planetarium bathroom the next morning. I forgot how strong wine was. The good news is that now I'm turned off by the thought of good beer or delicious wine.
6. My kick ass injury. So in order to eat anything other than processed beef burgers and chicken burgers we had to walk to a different village of the island. To get there involved a 15 minutes jungle hike. To get back to our hotel involved a 15 minute jungle walk in the dark. On the last night Matt had forgotten his torch so we were sharing mine and I didn't see a root, tripped over it and got a nice scrape on my knee. It'll turn into an awesome scar I'm sure.
5. The random reminders of home. Skittles! Twix! Vanilla coke! Real Burgers! It's all these little things that you find randomly, that make for small victories
4. Taps. I got good beer peeps!!!

3. Chilling with drinks and getting completely nostalgic because of the music. It is amazing how music can transport you to anywhere inside of your brain. 
2. Realizing that I completely suck at traveling, don't want to do it anymore, and want to go home. So the day Matt finished his dive course, I sat bored out of my mind and started thinking about how awful the last month of my life had been. That night I had a complete mental breakdown, told Matt that maybe I needed to go home permanently sooner rather than later. He said if that was what I needed then I should do it. It was one of those moments where someone tells you that you should do what you want to do and then you realize that it is not at all what you want to do. 

1. Exploring Kuala Lumpur solo. I had the morning to myself and asked for direction to the bird park. The lady at the hostel desk said it was very far to walk, but google maps said it was only 30 minutes. I realized I wouldn't have time to explore the bird park, but I just decided to walk that way anyway. I found some cool buildings and cool artwork and came across a museum and a butterfly park along the way. It was a good reminder that when flying solo I can become the independent woman I need to be. It also confirmed what I had previous realized in number 2. I don't want to go back to America I just need a city to explore. Let me rephrase. I need a city that is interesting enough to explore via footpaths, and where you can find interesting things. It made me excited that I only have a year left on this contract and then I can go somewhere new. Preferably somewhere with sidewalks and public transport. 
So the point of this blog post is that it was an interesting trip, and that I'm feeling very defeated as far as traveling and living abroad right now. But a few weeks of some routine and I think I'll be back to a more confident me. 

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