Sunday night, technically Monday morning.

Here I am in Malaysia after an absolutely TERRIBLE travel day. I won’t go into detail. Let’s just say I hate airports and I hate flying, especially when shit that is completely out of my control keeps going wrong. If there is an airport on the agenda that day, a meltdown is 100% guaranteed. It is what it is. I hate flying! I just fucking hate it.

It sucked, but I got here in one piece. I made it. Somehow I overcame my meltdown and got the fuck out of Bali and made it to Malaysia, aka country number six I’ve visited since June! Greetings from the fabulous modern city of Kuala Lumpur!

You should see this apartment! It’s fantastic! It has two beds. I only signed up for one, but wow. So much space! And the views! Ugh, this is exactly what I needed after spending a month in a tiny little cave at a jungle shala. And it has a washer/dryer combo, which I am so excited about. I cannot wait to do my own laundry again.

I’m already ready to extend my stay and max out my visa. Malays love Americans and I love Malays! I’m excited to get out and explore this country. But first, I’m gonna enjoy this fancyass highrise apartment and my delivery McDonald’s that I definitely earned after the day I had today. Tomorrow I will go out and try Malay food, which I am soooooo excited to do. But 1am after a stressful travel day just wasn’t the time for me to try something new. It is what it is.

Okay, I need to go to bed because I am so exhausted. I cried so much today, lol. I thought I was never going to get off that island, omg. I was definitely laughing like a crazy person by the end of it. That’s how much shit just kept going wrong. At a certain point, you stop being mad and just cackle like a maniac because there’s nothing you can do.

Good night world. Will update tomorrow.