Goodbye, Kuala Lumpur
My voyage to Kuala Lumpur is drawing to a close. Tonight I sleep, and in the morning I leave for the airport at 6:30.
It actually feels strange to be leaving — I have passed through several phases here, and am currently in some sort of settling in type phase. Nesting, if you will. This follows passing through “tourist” and “homesick” phases.
The apartment is starting to feel like home. The people here are starting to feel like friends. A routine which is neither dedicated to sightseeing nor work — but allows for both — has emerged. I am not in the false confines of a hotel room. In short, it is as though I’m living here, not visiting.
That said, I am looking forward to being back in London. Soon I will be on a plane as it crosses above the city. I will be able to see the London Eye, Big Ben and the Tower of London from the plane. If I have a good window seat, I might be able to spot my house.
A couple of hours after that, I will arrive at the Amaisonette. As much as I feel at home here, I will be more at home there.
Several jetlagged hours later, Karen will arrive at home from work, and the weekend will begin.
I expect it to be wonderful.
Thank you, dear readers, for bearing with the bizarre scheduling that has accompanied this sojourn to Asia. We will be returning to our regularly scheduled programming on Monday.
We now leave you with GOLD!
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