If you think that XX was bad, check this out:
“Be Forewarned. Death for drug traffickers under Malaysian law.” This is the sobering welcome you receive at the Malaysian border. Don’t get caught with even a seed! What a difference a political border makes — from the anything-goes Thai people, to the this-is-not-a-place-for-weirdo-freaks Malay Muslims. Buzzkill for certain, but a necessary evil if you need to get off drugs or just pass through.
Apart from haggling with ticket agents over prices, there’s not a whole lot else to do. Oh yeah, there’s an old fort, some crumbling colonial buildings, a few mediocre beaches, and a modern shopping mall, but so what?
I did not have a good experience in Kuala Lumpur the capital. In fact, I hated it. The unrelenting heat put me on edge, especially at the Indian embassy where I was told I would have to wait a week for my visa.
That is really mature isn’t it? Blaming the entire city for having to wait in line for a visa.
I set out to explore the city and try to find some semblance of fun. I was let down time and time again. Nothing much in this city but modern mosques and skyscrapers. Since Malaysia is mostly a devout Muslim country, and Kuala Lumpur is the capital, the streets are clear by 10:00 P.M. without even a bad excuse for a nightclub.
You’ve got to be kidding me. Right? Right???
OMFG YOU ARE NOT! WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU, KAMPUNG ULUTIMBUKTUTHATYOUPRETENDEDWASKUALALUMPUR?!?!?
Brad Olsen, you are a sorry excuse of a miserable carbon form that needs to be exterminated immediately, let alone be allowed to go on a worldwide rampage.
Lainie says you are the stupidest traveler ever. Lainie is right.
Total.Dumb.Fucks. OMFG JUST DESTROY YOUR PASSPORT ALREADY!!!