Air Minerals

I am in Kuala Lumpur and the Chinese kids at the far end of the internet cafe are yelling "FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKOKOKOKOKOK WAY! WAY!"

Tonight we're on a bus to Penang which is great because I love to look out the window in the dark and watch the lights go-go-go past me as I move, forward!, to the next-what-comes-next. Also I like not paying for accommodation.

The day we got to Kuala Lumpur we played try-all-the-food-stalls and I lost. The last few days have been Kuala Dumpur, heavy on the ump. Sorry to get so graphic.

Kuala Lumpur is spoiling us. All the rooms have air conditioning and the taxi drivers don't use lariats in their attempts to get you into their cabs and there is India food. Praise Ram there is Indian food. The economy is strong with this one though, things cost more money. Lucky for us last night we had a financial backer, a young 30 English-Man who sat down at our table and, desiring our company for the evening, bought the drinks. He wanted all his money gone and we certainly helped him some. At 4 in the morning I gave him my watch. I hope he made his flight to Jakarta.  Time's up.