“I hate KL. The best thing about this city so far has been the medical centre.” Kuala Lumpur is not for backpackers. Just don’t go.
“You’ve never seen a one in the wild? But they are always there,” the boat driver said as if he was talking about squirrels or sheep. But he was talking about sharks.
Sleeping mat, pillow and a sleeping bag, and of course a tent. That was my hostel on an island in Malaysia.
Penang was one of my favourite places in Malaysia and at least three things surprised me there: street art, alcohol and LGBTQ nightlife