As a backpacker without plans, you never really know how you will meet the next persons you will share your next experience with...
At the arrival to the hotel a nice surprise: the room we paid for was not available. Actually the hotel was full, so were all the other hotels the receptionist contacted.
Fellow of the same faith was an enlighting painter that lived and worked in New York city and then moved to Thailand long time ago to discover what life is without working. In all his wisdom he guided us through the adversity of that night. He invited us to seat around a table in the hall of the hotel, he took out of his bag a bottle of fine Thai Whisky and tought us a lesson we will hardly forget: there are times when the only thing you can really do is drinking and enjoying the company... Even in a Muslim country as Malaysia is.