i miss home

It has been a crazy crazy 2 months for me flying to 3 different destinations, moving house and changing job. I only have small windows of time to do everything! During these couple of weeks I believe I have lost track of my nationality (am I Malaysian or Thai?), my orientation around the globe (not that I have much directional sense to begin with), my preferred language (I now speak a "rojak" of English, Mandarin, Hokkien, Canto, and have thrown in some cannot-make-it Aussie slang for good measure), and my preferences for food (is it yesterday or last week that I have Viet food?).

Well, at least I still remember my name.

Why did I ever think that jet setting around the globe was a fun thing? With my growing age and reduced metabolism rate I will be most disinclined to take on another back-to-back travelling plan again unless forced to at gun point.

Nevertheless, I have plenty of fun everywhere I go! See, it's not really about the location and it's all about the company. Nothing beats the experience of exploring different culture and food with the pleasant company of family and friends and being able to get away when anyone do any stupid stuff (somebody take the thai-boys-show scene off my head please!).

Having said that, I miss everything in KL. I have been away for too long. I yearn to go home...

sh!t, I am really getting older, ain't I?

~writing to you in a freezing hotel room from a borrowed notebook with a stolen wireless connection in the land of lionfish: Singapore~