Friends, I would love to tell that after spending a month in Malaysia, I know all about beaches and orangutans and that I’ve tried every food that ever graced a street cart. But that would be a big ol’ lie. I spent much of February inside a pink cubicle, writing for the Malaysian edition of CLEO (yes, it’s in English) about awesome topics like dealing with conflict, standing up to bullies and how effing important manners are.Also, I spent a lot of time drinking screwdrivers next to my friend Deb’s pool.
But! There was a lovely weekend trip to Malacca, a lovely historic town that’s stuffed to the gills with cute boutiques, adorable hotels and river-side cafes. Malacca has been influenced by its very diverse inhabitants, so you’re just as likely to see a mosque as a crumbling Dutch church. A bit of photographic evidence!
Have you ever been to Malaysia? It’s by far the cleanest, most organized, most westernized Asian country I’ve ever been to. Kuala Lumpur actually reminded me of Tampa, Florida – except with mountains and the occasional monkey stalking through the apartment complex.Got the travelbug? Check out my ebooks and podcasts on making longterm travel a reality! Only $15 forpetessake!