Wat Umong is a nice temple tucked in a quiet forest outside of Chiang Mai. There's a meditation center onsite, a system of tunnels with shrines, a small lake, and dozens of roosters roam freely. Scattered among the trees are words of wisdom; here are a few.
Not sure about those dogs, but that one was in fact at the temple. These two were not, but still good:
That's what the city's name translates to, as it sits at the junction of the Klang and Gombak Rivers, but I think "Kuala Lumpur" has a nicer ring to it. After a couple hour delay at the small, humble Luang Prabang airport, I landed uneventfully at the complete opposite--Kuala Lumpur, home to one of the region's most impressive airports. A fancy bus brought me into the city center on smooth highways (full of toll booths). One of many metro lines then brought me to Bukit Bintang district where I was greeted by 7-11's familiar green and orange beacon. My hostel entrance was at the back of an Indian restaurant, which provided free breakfast of roti canai. It's a common Malay breakfast of flat bread and curry, and certainly one of my favorites. When I woke up at 4:30am, freezing from the A/C just inches away from me, they were already pounding out bread dough for the day. My first full day in Malaysia was the king's birthday. They have an interesting r...













