are we there yet???

so I may have overplayed the "relax, we will work it out once we get there" card.
The plan was to fly to Taipei (great cheap ticket), then take regional lower cost airlines to work our way to Kuching, Borneo.
Sorta like flying to London, then figuring out how to get to Paris.

So after another 5 hour flight to Kuala Lampur, we were surprised to find out it is school holiday week and all the Malaysians are travelling... yeah how fun, no seats, and kids EVERYWHERE.

After several more hours of cab rides to another airport and furious InterWeb searchs, Fang Fang the lovely ticket counter girl with a heart of gold, scored 2 tickets for this afternoon.

With the tickets secured, it was time to explore the airport.
Heather was never really worried, she found distractions to ease the weary traveler...

 Hello Kitty exploded all over the check in kiosk...

Nothing says Christmas like a disinterested moose...

and a snowman in a purple turban...

You know you are in Asia when... a hot bowl of curry mee is on the breakfast menu where scrambled eggs and  hash browns usually lives.

You think I was joking when I said Asians absolutely go everywhere with their rice cookers.
Apparently, like laptops, they must be removed from their case and place in a separate container.

It took a ridiculously long time to get through immigration.
Back side of the counter... freakin clown security officer entranced with Walter White and his Meth games.

Left the house in Southern California at 11:30 am Saturday, 12/06 and 2 days, 4 hours, 36 mins later, we are chillin at the Threehouse bed & breakfast in Old Chinatown, Kuching, Sawarak, Malaysia.