something for all senses
I spent one night in a Backpacker in Kuala Lumpur, but figured out pretty quick it was a cross between a railwaystation's toilet and some kind of fundamentalists' meeting point. It was too late to look for another place so we tried to make the best out of it. Our shoebox-sized and - made off room was wedged between some permanent dwellers, and there was a 15cm gap on the ceiling , that allowed to literally participate on every single fart your neighbours were into.
Well, till late into night, neighbour left watched TV with cranked up volume, while neighbour right decided to have his mates over for some piss up. We tried hard to ignore it but at some stage I yelled to both of them to shut the f up, I'm here to get some rest. Left wing decided to be polite and switched off the TV, while the right wing send of his mates. I was slowly drifting away when right wing remembered his religious duties, decided to made up for his sins and commenced very loud prayers towards Mekka. 30 minutes later I'd explode again, banging on the walls and screaming for mercy. He stopped (thou I heard him wispher) and like in any good tennismatch it was left wings turn. This fella had a real problem with his sinuses and tried hard to clear them. At this stage I was begging for the night to be over, as I slowly recognised to never mess with the locals and they had probably the time of their live torturing the little bloke with their routine...
Did I mention, the room's only furniture were some steelframed beds and a tiny mirror while next to the urinal?

Length? Definitely the longest night of my live.
(fatbob pfffft…, Sat 19 Jan 2008, 23:46, Reply)