Better late than never: our journey onwards

Dear Malaysia,
Its not you, its me. (or, well, us).

That's how the letter we composed to Malaysia started. I cant remember the rest.  To be fair, it was like over a year ago now and I think we were pretty delirious at the time. 

So, now to pick up where this blog so inelegantly left off (sorry about that, most of our little internet time in Japan/China/Hong Kong was spent catching up on earlier posts, and we just, kinda... fizzled).

We were heading from Bangkok to Japan.  Just had to make a quick connection in Kuala Lampur, Malaysia (or "KL" as the cool kids call it).  However, upon a more in-depth scrutiny of our boarding passes, I realize I have managed to miss the whole AM/PM thing, and we have about 14 hours to spend in the airport. overnight.  woops.  we slept on benches until we were so frozen we caved and got an airport room.  real bed. real shower. luxury!  got up, explored a bit, changed some money, had a pathetic breakfast as we tried not to take out money at an atm (only to have to change it over in Japan).  The indoor rainforest in the KL airport is pretty awesome, but our pictures dont do it justice (mostly because we are exhausted and look like train wrecks).

Megan's favorite story: "Where does Steffany go when she reads?!"
On the plane, I immediately start reading.  Apparently, this is what happens next, as Megan tells it, though I have absolutely NO recollection of this:
- Megan is itchy from our close encounters of the creepy kind in Laos, and is covering herself in Tiger Balm (LOVE Tiger Balm!!)  A lady sitting near her notices, makes a sad face, and asks "itchy?" while making a scratching motion.  Megan nods.  She then offers Megans drugs.  I'm not sure what they were supposed to be - pain relievers, antihistamines? (antihistamines, yeah that sounds about right).  Megan protests and claims she's quite fine, but this little old lady insists, and starts digging through her purse to find her pills.  And then gets up and looks in her bag in the overhead bin.  And goes through so much work to find them, Megan no longer has the heart to say no to her. So she accepts them, takes one, and saves the other for later.  Her thought process: "Well, if this isnt what she says it is, at least Steffany is right beside me looking out for me". Ha!  She could have died.

Next up, Japan: cherry blossoms and so much more!