All it took was a folia idea and I landed in Kuala Lumpur hours later, without luggage, without toothbrush and without any extra underwear. It was 10 pm on a Saturday night. Within 16 hours, we begged for a hotel room, devoured durians, danced at the club “Le Queen”, were followed by a dangerous looking drunken in the street, ate supper, battled a rain storm, tried out a new face mask, slept for 4 hours, shopped for DVD, ate more noodles and then hopped onto a bus for a 6 hours’ journey directed back to Singapore. No, there was no time to brush teeth nor to take a bath.
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