Malaysian Tapas

I do have a strange life I think.

It's early evening. It's hot and steamy. And exotic.

Here I sit - alone - in a traditional Spanish restaurant, listening to The Archers podcast on my iPod. I've just enjoyed the most wonderful (vegetarian) tapas and three glasses of ice cold salty-tasting sherry.

Outside I can't see Seville or Grenada or Barcelona (but I fully expect to).

No, what I can see are the streets of Kuala Lumpur with muslimWare clad ladies arm-in-arm with their strutting perfumed manicured Bulls - the spectacular Petronas Towers as a glowing backdrop.

Very strange life.

Just about to get an overnight flight to Shanghai to witness the total solar eclipse (assuming the skies clear - unlike Cornwall in 2000). Longest totality this Century ... Fingers x'd.

M

Ps La Bodega: 'tapas y vinos'