That was the general response.

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But isn’t that what holidays are for?  We slept in until 12 noon.  We slept a lot.

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Like all good tourists, we visited the temples. They were spectacular. I’d love to have met the architect and the interior designer.

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The intricacy of the detailing…..

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And the earnestness of the worshippers…..

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Left us feeling insignificant.

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Overwhelmed, we sat on the floor and watched the world go by.

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We whiled away our time creating imaginary stories of people who would never be a part of our lives.

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Bangkok captivated us with its sights…..

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Colours…..

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Art…..

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Serenity….

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Spice….

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Smells….

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And food.

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All real reasons to love this amazing city.

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But like old shoes…..

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I still missed the familiar.  And Wong Kee siew yoke from Pudu.

There’s no food like Malaysian food.

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