Asia travelogue day 8: in transit
Fuck am I really going to write an entry a day? I might skip a day just to be puckish.
B and K take a different flight. See you on the other side, boys. Cross ya fingers no luggage lost. Kuala Lumpur. I’m noticing a certain constituancy waiting at the gate with me, namely: really attractive people in tight clothing.
Indonesia here I come.