It's strange that a place that seemed so foreign a few weeks ago seems so familiar now. It feels good to be back in a place I know. I moved back in to the wonderful Pondok Lodge, and the guys who run it said Maurice checked in yesterday so I left him a message. I was still feeling queasy, so I set out for some leisurely book shopping. Turns out there are no good bookstores in any of the malls on Jalam Bukit Bintang (I love saying that), so I ended up at the huge mall in the Petronas Towers, where I picked up Lonely Planets on Myanmar and Tibet. I really want to go to these places, but I get stressed out thinking about coming back for Laos, Cambodia, and Vietnam. Maybe I'll have to cut those countries out. Whatever the case, if I make it to Tibet I'll definitely have to play things by ear, and may end up crossing in to China from there. However, I would like to see Angkor Wat, and do have to goal of traveling from Singapore to London by land, so I may come back for a cursory tour.