A happy reunion in a wicked city
Kuala Lumpur Travel Blog› entry 213 of 658 › view all entries
People i met here who contributed to, and improved my trip: Julia (Russia), Markus (Finland)
I was looking forward to visiting Kuala Lumpur, with one exception - i'd heard it was rat infested. From my perspective it was something that i didn't like the sound of, but from Julia's, it was something that sent her into a cold sweat! Other than the sights, there was another key reason to be visiting Malaysia's capital and that was to meet up with our Finnish friend Markus.
When we entered the hostel that we had arranged to meet in, he was waiting for us at reception, with a big grin on his face and ready to take us out to explore the city a little bit. An English girl called Vicky accompanied us as we set out for the Petronas towers, which dominate the skyline.
It was already pretty late and all the restaurants inside the Towers were quite expensive, so we decided to just grab a quick KFC. Julia and I looked on in amazement as Markus, a strict vegetarian, came wondering back with a chicken burger! Under close supervision, we watched as he took his first bite, before tearing into him about what the hell he was doing! He informed us that surfing required a lot of energy, which he could only really obtain from meat and thus he had decided that he would now eat meat on the occassions that it suited him.
Before i had chance to point out that he wasn't surfing in KL, he hit me with the sucker punch of 'shall we go to an Irish bar that i know for a beer'. Now i knew that aliens were in possession of him, as he barely ever drinks beer, especially in expensive tourist traps. The 20 minute walk ended up taking about 1 hour as rather than taking us by the pedestrian path, he took us by the one way system that cars would follow. I watched him closely all the way, half expecting something to spring out of his stomach and attach to my forehead!
After a beer and several games of pool in the pub, we grabbed a couple more cans to take back to the hostel with us. Le Village Hostel has a nice rooftop terrace to sit on with sofas and a music system, so it was a good place to chill and catch up.
When we eventually went to bed, Julia was very thorough in checking the room for holes or rat entry points. As i only dislike the things and don't fear them, i obviously comforted her by telling her that they would come and sleep in her bed no doubt :))) This went down like a lead balloon and i was pleased that the only room that had been available was a twin and not double.
The following day was spent meandering around chinatown and hanging out with Markus. He showed us a really nice little cafe, where we had Dinner and also ogled the wonderful looking cakes on display. A note was taken about their promotion between 15.00-18.00, where you got a free coffee with your cake and i was forced to promise Julia that i would take her back, so as to satisfy her sweet tooth. That evening we hung out with the rats on the rooftop again, drank some rum and listened to some music. As it was Markus' last night before heading back to Bali, i stayed up with him until sunrise chatting away, whilst Julia had to retire to bed a little worse for wear from the rum. Bless.
Wednesday was a really sad day, with the knowledge that we were finally leaving Markus for good, but promises were made to visit when we got back to Europe.
Today, the square has several focal points, which include The National History Museum, where we entered and looked around for an hour or so. I'm not a huge museum fan, but i found this one pretty interesting and it saved us from getting a soaking outside :) The views across Merdeka Square were worth the entrance fee alone, but other things of importance included the first Malaysian Flag that was raised when Independence was declared.
Exiting the museum, we took a walk past the local mosque, Masjid Jamek, before heading for the KL Tower. Our trip up the Tower was done to coincide with nightfall, so as to get a view of the city firstly in the daylight and then watch as the city gradually lit up below us. The views were exceptional and some of my favourite landmarks included the Petronas Towers and Maybank building.
The following day was one of those where your feet never seem to get a rest and you end up with muscle pains for weeks afterwards as a consequence. From Chinatown we headed north to a hospital in Chow Kit, to get a foot infection looked at. The standard of the hospital was very good and for RM15/$4 you not only got a consultation but your medicine too.
Leaving the hospital we then turned east to go and see the National Art Gallery, a pretty building, which reminded me of Sydney Opera House in a certain way. Continuing in a clockwise direction around the city limits, we were always in view of the KL Tower and Petronas Towers and decided that we would work our way to the latter of the two.
On Fridays agenda was a trip to the Singapore embassy to get Julias visa sorted out.
Deciding to once more punish our feet severely, we caught the LRT to the train station and after looking at the old railroad station, walked around the Lake Gardens for an hour or so.
With the Singapore embassy closed for the weekend and having done most of the tourist attractions that interested us, we decided that a trip out to the Cameron Highlands was the best way to spend the weekend and as luck would happen, our friend Ash had just arrived into Malaysia and was also looking for something to do.