I arrived in kuala lumpur last night. The tradeoff for doing airtravel during the day is that you invariably arrive at your destination in darkness. It makes hard to get a feel for a place when there’s no sun.
It’s one thing to read the brief history blurb about racial makeup but another to walk around in it. There’s people from literally every part of Asia here and it would seem that it’s equally home to all. As a whitey residing in east Asia the Islamic people here seem the most interesting. Like head scarves. I really want to ask a woman if they ever get Jack of it. Especially in the hot weather.
But being back in multicultural hoju and now here has reminded me of the universal truth that people are people regardless of culture. We really shouldn’t be afraid of each other. Everyone loves shopping malls. I’m going to stop watching sbs news.