I have spent close to a month in Malaysia now and it hasnt ceased to amaze me in its complexity and ability to baffle the f*** out of me. As time passes, I pick up on the small local habits and traits that I recognise in my dad and his sisters and in sooe cases, ones that ultimately come back to me. For example, I never understood this weird noise that my dad makes but in the local restaurants, people purse their lips together and kind of pout...

Surprise surprise, I'm using the Petronas towers as the image for this entry. Not cliche at all... Anyway, I had a bit of a nightmare journey to Singapore. Christophe and I were on the same flight to Sydney from Christchurch and got to the airport relatively early so as to be on time and not stress out. Got to Sydney fine and had loads of time to spare but turns out that there was some sort of engineers strike going on so we were delayed flyi...