Frustrations

I'm writing this sitting in the Kickstart Café in Alor Gajah having just scoffed a most palatable chicken chop with rice and chips, feeling equitably at one with the world. My peace of mind is helped considerably by the fact I don't have much more driving to do this evening. Our trip to the Malaysian capital has been marked by long periods of time moving exceedingly slowly in unexpected, illogical traffic jams. Of course, it was ever thus in this part of the world, something I'd conveniently forgotten having not been in these parts since June. Now I remember.