When the flight landed in Kuala Lumpur, I felt like I was stepping into a hot-air balloon. All around me were foreign faces. There was noise and color and people holding onto men with beards and sunglasses and it was… Read More

When the flight landed in Kuala Lumpur, I felt like I was stepping into a hot-air balloon. All around me were foreign faces. There was noise and color and people holding onto men with beards and sunglasses and it was… Read More