So we have completed three weeks in Malaysia and the common theme of our most serious discussions and decisions is usually ...FOOD. All this because the hotel were we are put up doesn't have a restaurant, so we really have to put a lot of thought towards where the next meal is going to come from. My colleague likens us to the daily wage workers, who will get his meals only if he works, in the same vein, we will get food only if we go to the hotel, no Moms around to shove food down out throats at regular intervals...
Every day the question that pops in our minds when we wake up is 'So where are we going to have breakfast?' Once breakfast has been consumed and the mind is free to begin it meanderings it starts worrying about where lunch is going to be and once body and soul has been fortified with lunch, the next deadline...dinner stares us in the face.
I am quite OK with meat, poultry or seafood, but my colleague who is a strict vegetarian goes green when the smell of sea food hits him, so sea food restaurants are totally out. Breakfast is usually at a Mamak place near our hotel, and lunch happens at different locations depending on how bored we are to walk to the various food joints. Dinner is invariably at one of the food courts in the malls or the street food hawkers. Never in India did I have to worry about food as much as I have to just now...
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