Malaysia

I have a necklace that I buy one charm from each country for. Today I set out to find a charm. It's hot and I'm searching through Little India for the right charm. I see a little rat charm that looks about right for my Malaysia experience, but I pass it up because it looks like it's been made out of tin foil. It's hot and I'm in a nasty mood. I turn around and head back to the hostel about an hour after setting out.
That night we all meet up to celebrate Nick's birthday. We have a pretty low key night and watch Germany beat Uruguay. One thing that that has been really fun is watching different countries face off abroad. I always know who is playing that night because I see fans dressed with their faces painted in their country colors.
It's my last day in Malaysia and I want to spend it in the park reading a book. I hope I can do that without interruption. The hostel owner takes me to the Patronas Twin Towers for some pictures of my gnome. While I'm taking photos of it in front of the building, an Indian guy tries to invite me to come along with him. I politely decline and tell him I have a guy waiting for me. Good, because I have no interest in hanging out with this man whatsoever. What is it about western girls that make these men into woman-hunters? It's getting quite annoying at this point because sometimes I just want to be alone and not make small talk.
The hostel owner drops me off at the park behind the towers and I sit down with my book. I can see an African guy hanging around enjoying the scenery and I get the feeling he's interested in some small talk himself. I try to glue my eyes to my book. Oh no I need something in my purse. I lift my eyes for a few seconds to grab my bag, and the guy seizes the opportunity. DAMN! He starts in on the small talk and says he wants to buy me a refreshment from a shop in the distance. I tell him I don't want to go and that I would rather read. He says he'll be back with something. We spend an hour or two together. He is very narrow-minded, judgmental, and set in his ways. Hugely devastating for somebody who claims he loves travel and is also very young. I break free from him at the train station and tell him I have to go have dinner with some friends.
That night we watch the final game of the world cup. I think I'm ready to leave Malaysia. I've loved the friends I've made at the hostel, but the city has not been my favorite. On to Cambodia!!