Arriving in Kuala Lumpur.

When we arrived in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia we were supposed to take a connecting flight to Kota Bharu. But we plan and Allah plans too. On our trip from Hong Kong to KL a passenger got sick and we had to make a sudden landing. This made us late and once we reached KLIA our flight to KB was gone and it was the last one of the day. Oh what to do? First we met with dh's sister and brother-in-law who had stopped by to meet us there and who offered to have us stay over but the back and forth driving wouldn't have given us much sleep as they live a bit outside of city limits. As we sat there two nice gentlemen offered us some pineapple tarts and a big water bottle. This is the hospitality that I love in Asia! After this we decided to just stay in the airport. We got the kids (we brought the 5 youngest of the 10) some KFC and let them play in the giant playground there to let off some steam after being cooped up in airplanes forever! Then they slept on some benches. Can you imagine such a thing happening in Canada? We would have been shooed away. One thing about Malaysia is that people are very chill! Sometime too chill! But I was grateful and we prayed fajr in the surau and then took our flight to KB; dh's hometown. Such was our first night in Malaysia.