“How do you feel about taking your AirBnB adventure to Malaysia?" my manager texts me in October. "Sure," I reply, "how about December?" My AirBnB hosts are waiting for me in the lobby of their apartment complex in Bangsar ( a suburb southwest Kuala Lumpur's city center). I’m their third guest and they go out of their way to make sure I’m comfortable. They show me around the complex; educate me on the train and bus system ; point me to the nearest ATM and even take me out for a quick bite. “Welcome to Malaysia!” It feels like a warm summer night and I walk over to Bangsar Village, a local area with plenty of restaurants and a mall, while listening to some feel-good music. I get some monopoly-like money from the ATM and a familiar feeling brings a smile to my face: a new adventure! Where in the world did I end up this time? I sit down at an Indian restaurant to order some food. “It is spicy, is that OK?” Having spent eighteen days in Thailand l...