I landed in Malaysia after 25+ hours of travel. I was nervous, scared and excited all at the same time. I had no idea where I was going or who I was supposed to meet and where I was in the airport and I felt a little overwhelmed.
Let me be honest for a second. I have hardly travelled before and when I have, it has usually been with my parents. One time I drove across Canada with my best friend, but that was different because my best friend was there with me. This is also my first time outside of North America. I’m a far way from home and I am all by myself… It has been a little bit stressful.
I was sitting in the Toronto airport waiting for my plane to Hong Kong when I got a text from my Dad asking me to call him before I got on the plane. I did right away and then I heard my boarding call. I realized that once I hung up the phone that could be the last time I talk to any of my friends and family for almost two weeks. My eyes started to water, I felt a lump in my throat, and my stomach started to turn.
The plane ride to Hong Kong was 15 hours long. That is a long time to be in one seat. I watched a couple movies, took some naps, and read a book. I also had some food. Important note of any and all vegetarians out there who are about to get on a 15 hour flight: Be sure to book a vegetarian meal! If not, be prepared to eat enough chicken flavored noodles so you can take your malaria pills.
I’m going to skip over the rest of the flight details because they aren’t interesting at all. What was pretty interesting was the fact that when I got to Hong Kong, I only had a little over an hour to check in and get to the gate. If you know the Hong Kong Airport, then you know that involves about seven escalators, two train rides and a check through security. I got on that plane as it was taking off.
Once I landed in Kuala Lumpur (KL), I realized I had no idea where I was supposed to meet Noh (my guide for the trip). I did the logical thing and went through immigration, got my bags and pulled out my laptop. As it turns out, there was no wifi in the part of the airport I was in. I remember Noh saying something about a bank. I waited beside the baggage claim for probably an hour before I realized I had to physically exit the arrival area to meet him.
We drove in a lightning storm to the city where we had coffee and a snack before heading to the hostel. We said good bye for the night and I found my room. I set up my room and tried to log onto the internet. I had a lot of trouble and when I finally got online, my battery was about to die and I hadn’t gotten a power adapter yet. So I got into bed and turned on the television 13 hours away from home. I realized it was the first time I was getting into bed by myself in months.
You see, I have a dog. Her name is Nellie and she is a greyhound. When I got her in October of last year, she was fairly scared and timid, but soon she was comfortable enough to sleep in the bed with me. Ever since, we have shared a bed and it is hard to be away.
There is a good side to this though. I expected to be a little homesick during this whole event. I am really comfortable and safe at home. I wanted this experience to try something new and step out of my comfort zone.
I’ve been keeping busy so far! And I can’t wait to write about it!I want to thank Hostel International as well as it’s national association, HI-Malaysia. Check out there website here.
Also, to my friends the the Wira Hotel for the great place to stay.