Frankfurt-Doha-Kuala Lumpur

Following 14 hours in the sky, one burnt hand, 2 hours of sleep, and a lost itinerary, Steph and I have finally made it into Kuala Lumpur.

Starting in the morning, Steph and I woke up at a reasonable hour to head off to the airport. When one of my generous co workers brought us to the airport, we shook hands, said our thanks and reminded us he will be seeing us soon on CNN, either in some hostage camp or wound up eaten by a Tiger...

The first flight was seamless and didn't even seem to phase either one of us airplane hating passengers. When we arrived in Qatar, we were quick to realize we were in fact, in the middle of the desert. Upon leaving the airplane, it felt like someone had opened the oven after baking cookies directly in our faces... It was HOT!!! The way Steph described it as someone with an oven open blowing a hair dryer directly onto us... bad.... So, after feeling all sweaty and in need of a good refreshment, we decided to freshen up in the bathrooms by brushing our teeth and cleaning our face. Again, we were quickly reminded we were in the middle of the desert when Steph almost burned her hand turning on the COLD water!!! The water tank must be directly in the sun, cause it was cookin!

Leaving Doha, it was already dark out and we had another 7 hour flight ahead of us. After eating a quick airplane meal and sucking back some water, Steph and I moved to the back of the airplane to grab the last remaining exit aisles so we could sleep with our bodies all stretched out... After dozing in and out for about two hours, I decided it was time to wake up and prepare for landing.... Three hours later combined with Stephs harmonious snoring we found ourselves touching down in Malaysia.

Flying into Malaysia reminded me of every Vietnam War era movie I had ever seen, DENSE jungle filled with palm and coconut trees. It was beautiful.

As we passed through customs with relative ease, we moved out side in order to find a way to get to the city. We were recommended both a taxi and the train both of which would have costed us around the same amount.. We decided on the train because we would rather spend our time on the public transportation than in some idealistic taxi ride with no meter guiding our unfamiliar, jet lagged minds.

Upon arriving to the city, we (I...) took the wrong direction on the subway which brought us on the other side of China Town, So we quickly ran back across in order to not have to pay again and made it back to where we needed to be.

The Travelers Guest house.

Our hostel, in the middle of China Town, surrounded by markets filled with illegal DVDS, endangered species for sale and street peddlers everywhere. We took a quick two hour walk through a market, haggled a bit, bought some incredibly hot curry rice which burned the heck out of my tongue and returned to the hostel.

We decided we would just lay on the bed for about 10-15 minutes and an hour later we woke to Stephs thoughtful alarm clock, she was thinking for both of us with not letting jet lag kick our butts.

We than gathered up some energy, cleaned up a bit and headed down to Kuala Lumpurs most known destination, the Petronas Towers, which are the tallest twin towers in the world. We got many beuatiful pictures of the surrounding areas and ate some very authentic Malaysian food in the high technology Mall, Pizza Hut....

We now made it back to the hostel, dirty, no showers, jet lagged all over the place and ready to pass out for as long as our biological clocks will allow.

Tomorrows plans, Batu Caves and more Market haggling!!!

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