This post is about comparisons between Chinese people in China and Chinese people in Singapore and Kuala Lumpur. What a difference!
Okay, so yesterday I wrote a post about my trip to my Malaysian friend’s house. I promised an update and here it is.
So my new Malaysian friend brought me home tonight and now I’m staying over at her place getting ready for tomorrow’s festival. On our way to her house in the suburbs of Kuala Lumpur, we passed by her family’s local mosque, where she pointed at a dark shadow and told me that that was the cow ready for tomorrow’s sacrifice. I was just shaking a little bit inside, mainly because I’ve just finished a crime novel about Satanists sacrificing cows. Honestly, I’m such a pussy when it comes to crime novels so reading just this one book explaining how the cow was cut into pieces made me want to vomit just a bit. Now, I was going to see this sacrifice with my own eyes tomorrow.
So I had two days off from the hostel and I decided to go for a trip to Singapore. I contacted a girl, I’d met on a boat in South China for two minutes last year and she was up for a cup of coffee. Then I went to the bus station and jumped on the midnight-bus to Singapore.
And also a little bit about the sweet lychee fruit. Let me explain more about my so-called research on beverages in Malaysia. I’ve been here for more than two weeks now and because of the crazy heat, I’ve obviously tried a bit of all drinks or something like that. I’m always trying to stick to the healthy bottle of water and then a diet coke to cheer up my day.