It didn’t go quite well as I expected. First, because there was supposed to be a nationwide Grand Prix sale but the malls I’ve been to didn’t look like they were having any major sale at all. Second, the day we were supposed to go to the Eye in Malaysia, I got sick. It’s the third time I’ve been to Malaysia and I either get constipated or get LBM (loose bowel movement, I learned recently that the term “LBM”, like “CR”, is only used in the Philippines). So I was pretty much confined in the hotel since I couldn’t be any more than 100m away from the CR (comfort room). Jorey couldn’t find any medicines so the hotel recommended this chinese herbal pellets that looked like fish food and smelled like an old chinese man.

My LBM got worse the next day because it became LBM and puking and LBM and puking. Imagine having to sit in the toilet, wash your hands, then hug the toilet, then sit again. Eeew, I know! But when you’re sick like that “eew” doesn’t even occur to you. I wonder where I got it from since I’ve been eating mostly hotel food. And in fairness (probably another phrase only used in the Philippines) to Sheraton, Subang, their food was delish. Maybe there’s some herb in Malaysian food that just doesn’t sit well with me. What’s worse was that morning I had to catch my bus ride back to Singapore.

The bus ride back was like eternity. It was full and I was seated next to a very chatty Korean guy (and I thought I was madaldal!). I would’ve probably enjoyed our conversation had I not been sick. He was talking the whole 5 hour-trip and I needed to conserve my energy because I didn’t eat anything at all since the day before so nothing would come out.

He did make a few interesting points though like how Malaysians keep correcting foreigners for pronouncing chicken as /chick-en/ instead of /chick-un/ and how they use top-up for anything that means adding or putting in. My friend Claire was telling me the exact same thing the day before! It was funny. He also said that for him, each country he’s been to have their own specific smell and that the Philippines to him smells like lime and Malaysia smells like detergent which was exactly how our hotel room smells like after housekeeping went through it. The hotel shampoo also smells like the Tide detergent bar with blue crystals.