After a few days of relaxing in Yangshuo, we caught a flight to Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. We’d debated back and forth between flying to Malaysia and/or Singapore and then back up to Saigon in southern Vietnam, versus taking a combination of trains and buses to Hanoi in the north. The trauma from the sleeper bus hadn’t subsided enough for the latter, so we made our way to Malaysia.
Kuala Lumpur was an exciting, bustling, extremely diverse city with evidence of a booming economy everywhere we looked. We enjoyed some great food (including the best orange juice of my life) and began what would be something like a 6-day streak of eating awesome Indian food (there are lots of Indians living in Malaysia/Singapore/Vietnam).
After just under 2 days in Kuala Lumpur, we caught a night train down to Singapore. It was a pretty good train ride and we met a really nice Indian couple as we waited through multiple (and apparently customary) delays for the train to finally depart.
KL from the park where Malaysia declared independence
The bazar in Kuala Lumpur’s Little India In a beautiful park behind the Petronas Towers

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