Kuala Lumpur Airport has a strange, quiet atmosphere, for one of the busiest airports in Asia. Maybe it is because of the luxury design, the tropical waterfall outside, all the glass, that people just speak softer and go quietly on their way. The airport looks more like a luxury shopping mall and entertainment center, and guess what, they also have a brilliant hotel in the departure area where you can book a room for a few hours, day or night....
This was an offer that I gladly accepted after a 12 hour flight and a missed night of sleep. The cold shower was fantastic, clean crisp sheets too, and then a cool, dark room.... sleep taking me in her arms, softly whisking me away from airports and all those people everywhere. Maybe that was the best thing about being in my hotel room for five hours: some privacy is always nice after being packed like sardines in a flying-can.
And then, it was on to another part of the airport, to the departure hall of the discount airliner AirAsia. That is were I am patiently waiting now. Not standing in line in front of the gate like all the other people here. Just sitting, watching, being watched, writing a bit.
What a feast of the senses, Malaysia.... Food everywhere, fantastic food, for that matter. Fresh fruits and juices, yummy rice dishes with vegetarian or meat sauces. The roti bread with banana inside, or noodles and soup, ice cream and smoothies. An airport with a gigantic food court, people everywhere, different faces, languages. Malaysia has been on the crossroads of many Asian trade routes for centuries and it is visible: Chinese, Indian, Arabic, Indonesian faces. Smiley faces too, from the children, the parents, the young couples. People smile generously here. And now on to Borneo to dive. Selamat Siang!
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