Singapore and Malaysia: home with a bang!

I've been home for about two weeks now and been thrust into the thick of things - lock-in, work and tenure issues, personal issues, total revision of an existing show, new show offer but I'm still having major travel hangover. Sometimes I look at photos and wish I could travel again next week!

"Traveling is not all about the destination but the journey".

November 2- November 9 was all about Singapore and Malaysia

Nov 2  Flight from NAIA terminal 3 to KL LCCT 
Nov 3- In transit: bus rides from Kuala Lumpur to Singapore
Nov 3 - 7 Singapore: Sentosa everything and all around Singapore. Merlion Park, Raffles, Orchard Road, Little India, Chinatown, Clark Quay. Aeroline bus to Kuala Lumpur. 
Nov 7 - 9 Malaysia: Kuala Lumpur, Batu Caves, Suria Mall, Jalan Alor

This journey opened my senses to the different realities of life. From the painful reality that the majority are still non-english speaking and that can get you a lot more isolated.   Like in Malaysia where Chinese Malays Indians and Muslims coexist peacefully on the surface. Who knows what issues were lurking? I tell you, it's one total culture shock.
The realization that you're in another country and that probably major issues like losing a gadget or money can occur. Apart from the usual sightseeings and food tripping, making friends with fellow travellers , the trip made me sit back and realize that the world is a big place and that whatever issues I'm having back home is nothing compared to the boundless opportunities and adventure waiting. I met new people, explored new relationships with a bang!
When I was there I was in awe even crossing foreign streets, the language, observing street signs, even by the currency and regulations, i stared at people and realized we're the same and yet not. what is it like to stay in this country?
Being totally in transit all the time made me get in touch with new people in a superficial manner. Talking about mundane stuff...but meeting new people along the was, yes felt all temporary, as there is always somewhere everyone is headed and whatever tiger beer one consumed together may only be for a moment. Nonetheless, i experienced first times with these people and drank free beer gamely when one shouts "this round's on me" and yes we've exchanged facebook addresses knowing that one is not lying about their identity and all. i guess the temporary-ness of it all is what made it it all so exciting, fleeting yes, yet sincere. that even for a moment, I know in one of my travels I have shared beautiful memories with these people and when i look back they'll figure in greatly even more in my life than the people i see almost everyday that i never bothered to talk to or connect with.
I realized too, that I don't have to be filthy rich to travel around the world. If I want to, there are means to do it and I can make this dream happen. I've blogged about wanting to visit Egypt, Paris, Prague, Mexico (musts). And other SEA countries Cambodia, Thailand and Vietnam.(soon). With my salary I could afford a budget plane and probably stay in a hostel or modest hotel and hang out with a fellow backpacker like me. It could be stressful but with my trusty digicam and toy camera I want to capture life outside my own. And when I come back home it will always make me brasher, braver, cockier, more worldly and more arrogant in a way that I survived and experienced a lot more than the next person.  
In the same way that if I want to, I can stop traveling now. I can save salary to buy a car. Or I don't know. Save. Sure I can postpone my travel dreams until I reach 30 or 40 or 60 or when I have a family. There's no need to rush to see the whole world now. But when will that time come but now? When there's no excitement or thrill in going?
But soon I wanna leave for two months or so and probably make a documentary about it. Conquests become sweeter when you have ample time to savour the moment. Though I get the thrill of going to different places in a short span of time and meeting people along the way, I'd like to experience these places again without the need to rush. Also I want to be independent in a sense that I can literally live there for a month if I wanted to. Like, what if no one knows you there? Will I still be able to survive?
Like love, traveling knows no age nor race. I've seen old couples walk along the beach, toddlers with their passports line up at airport counters, and different races create good music together along the curb of Dunlop road. So I know I can travel anytime.
But for now if I can't go today, tomorrow, next month, next week or till when superiors allow me to go or till i can hide the fact that i went travelling then I have to schedule it! Plus I need to work work work to have money to travel! right? =)