Pulau Penang and Georgetown, Malaysia 2013
Telling you why I love Malaysia so much has a lot to do with the people I was lucky enough to meet there, the friends I was able to make, people that I love now as much as I did when I met them. One of the first things you learn as a backpacker is to form attachments really quickly and detachments also as quick, is either that or not surviving saying goodbye so often. Sometimes in the constant parading of people you make friends… in my case the same ones that I made in KL and with whom I spent my days eating and doing not much in the Cameron Highlands, also came to Penang Island. A bunch of crazies with whom I saw a chinese operetta on the street, corny pop singers singing christmas carols in food courts, strolled at night looking for a karaoke that we didn't find (much to the displeasure of a few prostitutes when we stopped at their corner scaring costumers while we talked). I loved Georgetown.