I decided to write my blog as a series of open letters, because it's more fun that way and it'll probably keep me more dedicated. I hope you don't mind me addressing the first one to you, but there is a reason for this, I promise.
So anyway, here's a fun story. I just traveled 10,000 miles in about 36 hours.
I mean, the plane for the overnight was obviously huge - about 60 rows with ten seats per row, or something like that. But the seats themselves were tiny! I honestly think they were even narrower and more thinly padded than any economy-class domestic flight seats I've ever seen! Oh man, and some genius engineer probably got a huge bonus for the design of how the seat reclines.
Basically, when you press the button, the seat under your butt slides forward and takes the padding for your seat back with it. This is what they call "reclining" in these parts - not some sissy seat back tilting backwards. Adam, your mission as an engineer is now to make sure that nothing like this is ever conceived again.
But I really can't complain about the meals or the entertainment. The food was quite decent, especially that interesting breakfast of chicken-and-mushroom-and-ginger-in-porridge. With-yoghurt. Which you must try to learn how to make. Also, they literally had over a hundred movies and shows of all types available, recent and classic, and you could start them and pause them whenever you wanted! Turns out it's okay if you can't really sleep because your seat won't recline.
When we got to Kuala Lumpur, the driver Jo was there to meet all of us and squeeze us into his van, then drive us at breakneck speed to the hotel.
We then went out to the fanciest, ritziest, most shiny and expensive mall I have ever seen. I didn't buy anything more than a little gelato, but I gaped plenty.
And now I'm at the hotel in Kuala Lumpur, with over a dozen other Fulbrighters who all seem really cool and interesting, and now I have to decide whether sleep time or bonding time is more important.
Oh man guess what! I found swing dancers here! Their weekly dance is on Tuesdays, so I know what I'm doing tonight...
Anyway, I miss you tons. Hope you're doing okay; let me know how the job's working out!