Couchfish Day 260: Hello Malaysia
I’m in Kota Bharu to eat
Somewhere I once wrote getting on an international flight is like changing planets. You walk past the barrier to immigration and where you were is left behind. A few hours—or days—later, you walk past another immigration barrier and you’re in a new country.
Crossing land borders is no different—it is just kinder on the environment, the wallet, and the k…