Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Malaysia is number one for many things...

I'm really tired as I just got off our Luxury Coach and arrived back at home base. After calling to find out why in God's name is my credit card turned off and why did it ruin my Malaysian leg of the tour, I jumped right on the computer to talk to you all. Apparently my credit card was turned off due to worrisome spending. I bought one thing in malaysia and it sent warning flags even though I TOLD THEM I would be here and it was cool. So, since it would be a long walk to a payphone or a 1 million ringit charge at the hotel, I waited til I got here. I had to pass on all varieties of fake handbags but I'll live. I also couldn't buy any Vaierns (Vans knockoffs). Life it tough. Anyway, we arrived in Malaysia after a 5 hour trip. To cross the border you go through emmigration from Singpore and immigration to Malaysia. 2 stops about 2 miles apart. Its kind of a pain in the ass and the border fence is intense. Its what the US dreams of for the us border.
We arrived at our hotel and decided to check out the train system to get a feel of the city and locations of things. Unfortunately within 5 minutes I experienced my very first pickpocket! Yes, I got my pride and joy ganked from my bag by someone I hope chokes on a fishball. He stole my camera. I know which douchebag did it but I didn't realize it until a minute or two later. I think they saw me taking pictures, saw where I stashed the camera and made me as their mark. One bump, two bump on a bumpy overly crowded train and they can take whatever they want. Lucky for me there are lots of cameras in Asia. We got to negotiate and my tale of sorrow got me an excellent deal on the brand new latest on the market tiniest Cannon camera. So, my first few hours of Malaysia were tarnished, and my first 4-5 days of vacation are recorded for posterity, but they are out of my possession. Oh well. My mystical powers will avenge me. Oh, and in Malaysia they will walk on your feet. Muslim men look like they want to spit on you and all sausage is made of Chicken. Its a very odd place. I'm pretty tired so I will go for now but I have sooooo much more to tell you. I figured I would tell you the bad news first.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dude, sucks about the camera and lost pictures. Hope everything else is fun! I like saying "fish balls".

-Suz

Ted said...

Figures - those punks will get their due - sorry it happened to you...

I heart chicken sausage.

Love,

Ted

carrie said...

Dude... that's terrible! I'm glad you were able to replace the camera and figure out the CC issue tho. Reward us with photos and GOOD stories soon!

xo,
c-faye

Claire said...

oh lori, i'm so sorry about your camera. maybe you could recreate your photo memories in paint form when you get home. or just keep them locked away in your little brain for ever and ever and never share them with anyone. it's up to you, really.