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Air Asia, bum cleaners and a junior haircut

semi-overcast 36 °C

So I finally left the country with a case that looked suspiciously like a bomb. That would be fine if I didn't yell out "take a photo with my bomb" in front of security. They let me on the plane anyway after looking inside it.


I'm not sure how much of a budget Air Asia is actually on, but they don't seem to be able to afford announcements. It was well passed the departure time before anyone got to board, and not a word had been said. Then when we finally got on the plane they started making anouncements, but only to tell us the entertainment system was out of order. I can just hear the pilot's conversation in the cockpit...
"Did you forget the pay tv bill again Tan?"
"Oh crap, forgot the fuel too. No problem, it's downhill the last 1000km anyway, we'll just put it in neutral and float down."
I don't mind that there was no TV, but I really like those maps that show you where you are. I wanted to see Uluru at night. I shouldn't really complain, I was in premium class in my big cushy seat. The back of the plane looked like one of those livestock trucks with all the sheep squashed in. Smelt a bit that way too. Funny what we will do for cheap air travel. I just turned my nose up and disappeared through the wall of oblivion (often called a curtain) at the front of the plane. Thanks Monash.

I could tell you lots of things about my arrival in KL, but lets start at the bottom - toilets. There seems to be a shortage of toilet paper so they have these little jets of water that squirt your bum clean. Turn on a tap and whoosh, straight up your clacker. This is fine, I can handle this, only the jet at the local shopping centre didn't quite reach my butt. Even when I cranked it up to full power it still fell short of the mark. So what do you do when there's no toilet paper - you waddle to the next cubicle. Same problem. I figured that unless everyone was walking around with crusty undies, I must have been doing something wrong. I know, my bum is too wide. So I put my knees together, lifted my legs in the air and wallah, my butt sank into the cleansing power jet. It wasn't a good look, but I blame the tiny asian bums.

This shopping centre is attached to a whopping Sunway Lagoon Hotel and Theme park. It says there is a surf beach, but it looks like a ripple beach to me. This photo is from the carpark, it is like a whole jungle in the middle of a city. And that is not a cable hanging in the middle, it is a massive huge swinging walk bridge!

I got a haircut today and they gave me two options - RM30 for a senior cut and RM15 for a junior cut (10 - 5 AUD). So I thought, if they will let me have junior prices, I'll take it. What they should have said was "junior means I am going to let my 6 year old daughter cut your hair. Oh, and she will do a really bad job so you are not a tight-arse next time." I did think it was funny when she tried to lower my seat to reach the top of my head - I was already on the floor. Short asians. Anyway, I paid my money after assuring them several times that she had done a marvelous job, went home and shaved my mongrel mop off. It really was that bad.

PICT0102.jpgI don't go to my real home in Johor Bahru until Saturday. So really I have just been walking around getting used to the energy sapping heat and buying stuff. Bought an umbrella (one monsoon deluge too late), a phone, a sim card, a malay dictionary and a dragon fruit. Surely a fruit this good looking must taste baaaad...

I'll save some stories for next time, because this entry is getting long. Please subscribe if you are reading this, I will get more enjoyment out of writing if I know people are reading. Even better, post some comments or send me a message. My number is +6017 8722013 and I don't have any numbers at all, so include your name.

Relaxing on my very quiet Monash funded balcony, Sam.

Posted by The Doctor 23:44 Archived in Malaysia Tagged lodging Comments (7)

Still at Home

I had vegemite for breakfast

sunny 30 °C

Well here I am, 3 days out from the start of my Malaysian adventure....... and study.

Sure I am leaving the country, but I don't presume that my breakfast menu is suddenly an interesting topic... unless it comes back up at party. However, I have put myself in a very unpredictable situation, so some ridiculous things are going to happen to me this year. This is the little platform that allows me to inform you the minute Malaysian officials decide to cane me or I get stuck at the airport without a visa or maybe, just maybe, I won't get in any trouble at all...

And yes, I know, I am not really a doctor, but I got excited when the name wasn't already taken. Besides I plan to buy a motorbike over there and ride it like Valentino Rossi, so I thought the name was appropriate. I could ride it like Casey Stoner, but calling myself "The Stoner" didn't quite have the same ring to it.

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So, why Malaysia?

The story so far

sunny 30 °C

Let's just go back a few months, maybe August.

This is what the uni told us:
"We would like you to put in your location preferences for your third year of medicine. You will be stationed there for the whole year, you have 7 options......blah blah"

They went on to rattle off a bunch of regional Gippsland areas including good old Frankston, but I had already decided I was going to the beach. I year of surfing and study in Wonthaggi in that order, woohoooo. Then some nerd up the back puts their hand up "that is only 6 options, where is the 7th?" Maybe they would have forgotten about Malaysia if the question wasn't asked.

Everyone was so excited but there was only two places and these things are always for the good students, not me. Besides, there was a catch, you had to be able to speak Malaysian and pay your own way. That's me out, I can't even cough in Malaysian. So I'm going to the beach, Wonthaggi woohoooo. There was one slight problem, South Gippsland was a popular option and I had to make sure I would get the place. So I used what I like to call a strategic preference. If I put down a first preference that I have no chance of getting (Malaysia), then I will surely get my second preference (Wonthaggi). Easy, and really clever on my behalf.

They are joking right? This email is a fake. Then I got a phonecall from a friend... It was a bit like the 16 year old that gets pregnant. You don't know whether to congratulate her on the achievement or whether to send your condolences for getting knocked up by such a loser.

Anyway, I leave Monday. The lovely people down at Monash Abroad decided to help me out with some cash, so there is one problem solved. As for the language problem, it's getting better. My facebook page has been in Malaysian for a few months now, so I have learnt some useful phrases like "How long would you survive a zombie apocalypse?" and "Are you on a boat?" Apparently I am on a boat.

Feel free to subscribe to my blog, just a name and email address. My entries won't all be this long and I am too lazy to send them too often. And please forward this link to any family that are not on facebook. Johore Bahru woohoooo!

Cheers, Sam.

Posted by The Doctor 04:27 Archived in Australia Tagged preparation Comments (0)

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