Going past forests and mile after mile of plantation is almost hypnotic and I feel my presence here is being more and more cemented. It’s not just a matter of…
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I know, it’s been a while since I blogged about the Malaysia trip. Life has got in the way. Just a few more posts left to do, so I am…
We were having lunch in the Hard Rock Café in Penang when I had a light bulb moment about asking for what you want. It all centres around iced coffee….
Throughout my holiday, I had been thinking of my mother Caroline, how she would feel if she was with me, and how she must be feeling back in the UK,…
Stopping in Penang for a few days gave me the opportunity to reflect. The past few days had been so full and so significant and I really needed to ask…
The next morning, we got ready to leave KL. I wrote in my notebook that I’d ‘had enough,’ meaning that with all the changes to the city and all the…
As teenagers, we desperately want to fit in. We want to look the same, dress the same, sound the same and do the same things as our peers. We all…
In the evening of my magical memory tour another important event was planned. This is what had happened. Five weeks before we were due to leave for Singapore and Malaysia,…
After a quick stop at some stalls for lunch, we had a bit more of our city tour. I wanted to show the Teenager the railway station, which is an…
We had a car and driver booked for the day and set off soon after 9am to look for the places I felt it was important to visit. Our driver…
Arriving in KL was a very strange experience. I knew that the city would be very different from how I remembered it. The highway from Melaka had been modern and…