Soles of a Nomad

We took the night train from KL to Penang for the romance, the legroom, and the savings. The ferry was smooth. The walk? Let’s just say… sweaty.

Among the rubble and grime of KL’s riverside, we stood watching the sun set behind Masjid Jamek as the call to prayer rose. A moment worth the chaos.

Chinatown in Kuala Lumpur greeted us with noise, confusion, and a sandal full of something best forgotten. It only got weirder from there.

Melaka may be hot and humid, but it’s full of charm. Here’s how a family of five ate well, stayed cheap, and avoided the worst of the tourist traps.

We came for the famous cendol and assam laksa at Jonker 88 in Melaka. Instead, two of our kids nearly passed out — and we learned not to underestimate Southeast Asia’s heat.

Georgetown Malaysia street food is chaotic, delicious, and unforgettable. Here’s how we ate our way through noodles, nasi kandar, and pure happiness.

Surviving the humidity of the Borneo jungle wasn’t about strength — it was about surrendering to the sweat and embracing the discomfort. Because travel.

A night walk on the Kinabatangan River revealed an unforgettable sight: hundreds of spiders staring back at us from the jungle floor. Welcome to Borneo.

A slow stroll through the forest with Solomon, a dignified orangutan at the Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Center, taught me more than I expected.

At the Sepilok Orangutan Rehabilitation Center, we found not just orangutans — we found pure glee. An unforgettable encounter in the heart of Borneo.

The colorful streets of Georgetown In 2015 we made an overland journey from Singapore to Bangkok. One of our best stops along that route...