Famaliar territory, how strange....KL!
Jan 07, 2008
Jul 22, 2008
Where I stayed
Le Village again
So i lead my dutch friend, Andre to the hostel and the peeps that worked there remembered me which was also lovely - famaliar faces, wow what a concept
! Made myself comfortable and enjoyed my comfort level. We went to the KL town that evening for dusk and a view of the city and all the skyscrapers....and then comforted myself some more in the hostel.
The next morning i headed to the airport yet again...grabbed a taxi and the driver called me a smart tourist..haha...cuz i asked for the local price (10 ringgitt) to the station and knew it was the local price. I told him i wasn't that smart cuz i still agreed to pay more than that (12 ringgitt) and he said that's cuz i'm nice as well...its nice to be nice. So in the end he only wanted 10 but we decided 11 was fair since i did agree to 12. Oh it truly is the little interactions and experiences with the locals that i really get a buzz from, so they really aren't that little then, are they....
I grabbed the bus from Melaka with a dutch guy who i met in the hostel to KL...only 2 hrs on a very fancy bus so not bad at all. When we get into the city, i got this strange, nice feeling of famaliarity. I knew where and when to get off the bus, where the hostel was, how to get there... i knew my way around sort of. I hadn't experienced any sort of famaliarity in a very long time...6 or 7 months i'd say (that is why traveling can be very exhausting at times, not that i'm complaining) and to actually feel the security and comfort that it all brought on, was lovely! I could actually let my guard down a little. Didn't realize how i was so used to being in a dfferent foreign city/town everyday almost, even though it always still brought on uncertainty and apprehension and nervousness (which is part of the challenge to face) but i supposed i kind of got used to it.