Unexpected emotional depth in Malaysia

I thought I was going to Malaysia for beaches, food, and Petronas Towers. I got all of those things. What I didn't expect was how emotionally affecting the trip would be. The history — particularly around Malacca — hit in ways that good travel sometimes does.

affordable prices was the moment that crystallised it. Standing there, eating nasi lemak I'd bought from a street vendor, something clicked about why travel matters. 18 days and I came home genuinely changed. Some places do that to you.