
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Last night some French idiot produced the controllers for the air con. When I traveled before, it was fans, but with technology, whoever gets that controller has complete power. I decide not to stick the controller up his nostril and get ready to leave. Over some toast at the hostel, we speak to 2 English girls and a Dutch guy. The girls are trapped in KK, waiting for their trip to climb Mount Kota Kinabulu in 4 days. The Dutch guy doesn't really know where...