I spent yesterday on the jungle line railway from Jerantut to Kota Bharu. It felt better looking at the beautiful dense jungle from behind a moving window than it felt trekking through it.
Arrived late last night and had to settle for a fleapit to sleep in. Cockroaches on the windowsill next to the bed! Actually I slept really well but still left to find a better hotel. I tried ten places before I found somewhere that wasn't full, apparently due to school holidays but I suspect some anti-westerner sentiment (all those kids wanting hotels?).
It hasn't escaped me that today is the start of The Most Important Event In The Universe. Malaysians are fanatic about football and World Cup merchandise and places to watch it are everywhere. I love football too so I'm going to enjoy traveling through soccer-mad Asia watching it with everyone. Every four years I tell myself it's just a game and that national teams are not as good as clubs so it shouldn't be taken seriously, but I always find myself getting excited and watching almost every game. Spain are the favourites with Brazil and Argentina also favoured. I always hope England will win but can't see it happening. They seem more disorganised than last time. With some luck, New Zealand might make it through the group stage. I'll be watching the opening match between South Africa and Mexico tonight at 10pm at a local cafe with a big screen TV.
A cafe in Kota Bharu that I didn't go to.
The reception counter at Hotel Anda where I'm staying.