After a quick layover in Iceland,I boarded the plane and met an old man who looked like the old man from Hostel(and gave that vibe too). He had told me of his reason for travel was to renew his passport in Iceland, so that he could return to Malaysia where he said the women treat him like a god. A man who seemed to be middle class, told me he was catered to by women who's fathers were billionaires and so on.
I assume he is telling the truth because otherwise, he is a really elaborate liar. He began to speak of all the beautiful women, almost as much as the exchange rate, which he said was perfect. He would enjoy a hamburger for $1 dollar, and brag about how he was able to stretch his money. Overall he intrigued me in visiting Malaysia one day to see for myself what the country had to offer. Once we landed I decided to take a quick pic with my new acquaitance Guntar or was it Ingvar?
After finally arriving to Europe to begin my trip, I was met by my mother cousin to meet the part of my family that lives in France(btw I'm Colombian). We'll see how this goes, it is my first day after all.