Being expensive to leave, the best option out of Brunei seemed to be a lumbering old ferry bound for Kota Kinabalu in Borneo, stopping for a night at Port Labuan. The minute I arrived in Labuan I regretted being there. In daylight it is dirty and cantankerous, but by night it’s sleaze really comes to … Continue reading 15. An arranged marriage
I had been enjoying a leisurely late breakfast at my accommodation in Kuala Lumpur. After almost a week of strenuous leg-work in Taman Negara and the Cameron highlands, during which I climbed every mountain in sight and trekked more than a hundred kilometres of jungle trails, my body was beginning to take on the suspicious … Continue reading 13. The eight of diamonds – part I
The last stage of the trip to the Perhentian Islands was spent gripping the wooden seat of a small high-speed ferry that carved a foamy white gouge through impossibly blue water. Not thinking I would be able to get so far on a Sunday, I arrived poorly prepared with no accommodation booked, and screaming … Continue reading 12. Brexit from the EU (Brett’s exit from Everyday Use)
When the topic of Penang has come up in conversation since I’ve been away, people’s eyes widen and they lick their lips. But it’s hard to imagine the appeal of the place just from someone else’s stories – it really does take a visit. I arrived with modest expectations on a rusting old dinosaur of … Continue reading 11. Pining for Penang
For a capital city, the Malaysians have got it together. Kuala Lumpur is impressive. It is clean, organised, well engineered and getting around is ridiculously simple. The city is a dazzling array of high rises, glittering malls and easily recognisable franchises. After several months of simple living in the absence of many luxuries, I wandered … Continue reading 10. It rubs the lotion on its skin..