My nose was to the window when I woke up the next morning. Not literally, of course. There was plenty of space between my actual face and the window, but it kind of felt like I woke up with my nose to the window, these large floor to ceiling windows in the hotel putting us in the middle of the city, right into Merlion Park and the downtown skyline.
I was conflicted about the end of our time in Kuala Lumpur. On the one hand, we’d seen so much and absolutely fell in love with the city but on the other, there was still so much left to see.
Day two in Kuala Lumpur had us back on our regularly scheduled program: we were up early and swiftly getting our day started. We had big plans, after all.
I’ve always wondered what it would take to be at peace with slowing down and sleeping in, and I finally have my answer: 23 hours of flights in two and a half days.
I know. I know. I hope it’s worth the wait (…at least a little).
