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Return to Tapah
I finished photographing the Raja Brooke to some extent and looked at the clock, it was around 10:30.
It takes 3 hours to get to Tapah town from here, and I couldn’t think of anything else to do with the bus to Kuala Lumpur.
I said goodbye to the butterflies and started walking the 10 kilometer path.
It looks like the weather is going to be nice today.
Free range chickens. The chick is cute.
The houses seem to be old-fashioned, but the electricity is running normally, and there are some nice cars parked there, so you can tell that the standard of living is high enough.
Unlike the day before, my steps were light.
In the blink of an eye, I had arrived in the city of Tapah.
The time was just after 1pm.
Bus Tickets
This is where one problem arises.
I hadn’t bought a bus ticket for the return trip yet.
I didn’t even consider where the ticket office was to buy it.
I went to the bus ticket office and asked the lady there to take the bus to Kuala Lumpur and she said it was that way as if it was too much trouble.
This wasn’t a ticket office, it was a horse racing shop.
Because if there is a line of numbers in front of the store, you’d be mistaken.
I went back to the hotel where I was staying and asked the man at the front desk.
He taught me very carefully.
Seriously, thank you bro.
This time I went to the ticket office and bought a ticket from a Chinese woman.
It left at 15:00, so they asked us to come back here about 30 minutes before departure.
I was hungry, so I had chicken at KFC again.
Posters for part-time jobs were posted.
I wondered how much the wages would be in Japan.
I went to the ticket office 30 minutes before the departure time of the bus.
When I get my ticket from the woman, she told me that the bus stop was over there.
When I looked a little confused, a man who was standing in line behind me, told me in English that I would take him.
The bus stop was a short walk away, right in front of the shop that I mistook for a ticket office earlier.
I stood and talked for a bit with the man, who had taken me there.
He had been to Japan a few times and had been to Kawasaki and other places.
If I could speak English fluently, I would have been able to speak more.
In the bus, he was next to me, but we didn’t talk, and I fell asleep before I knew it.
We arrived in Kuala Lumpur.
He held out his hand for a handshake.
When I answered, he put his hands together and shook them.
“Thank you. It was good to see you,” he said.
I’m the one who should be grateful.
At the end of the journey
It was a day to go home.
I checked out of my hotel in Kuala Lumpur, went outside and walked for a while when I noticed that someone was yelling at me from behind.
Wow, I didn’t want to be tangled up in the morning, but when I looked back, it was the front desk guy. (He was been praying the whole time.)
Deposit!
He shouted.
Yeah, that’s why the room rate was a bit higher than when I booked it.
And thanks for chasing me.
I went back to Japan after being touched by many kindnesses.
I wondered if I had grown up even a little bit before and after going to Malaysia.
I’ve only been abroad for a week, and I feel like I’ve seen the world.
To be honest, I don’t think anything has changed.
For a few days after I came back to Japan, I felt like I looked small around me, but as the days went by, that feeling disappeared and I was back to my old self. (I’m sure something will change after a year or two of traveling, though.)
In the end, it’s habits that change people.
However, since I went to Malaysia, I’ve been calculating the cost of food and other daily expenses, and my wasteful spending has decreased considerably. (A year ago, I didn’t even keep a household budget.)
The really important things are the things you have from the beginning. And so on.
But, well…
The purpose of the trip was to photograph the Leaf insect, and the idea of changing myself was just an afterthought.
Besides, if a type like me makes the purpose of the trip “to change myself,” the trip will never end. (That would be fun, though.)
In the end, I couldn’t achieve my goal of photographing Leaf insect, so I’d like to go to Malaysia again someday.
May the Leaf insect not become a “blue bird”.