Jumped on the tubes to go see some mosques, the Sultan Abdul building and Merdeka Square. The surrounding town is nothing like the city centre area of KL, it’s dirtier, dodgier, noisier, more intimidating, it’s great. It feels a lot more real and full of character. There is a real sense of community as locals are gathered round food stalls and stereos and just hanging out in groups on the streets.
Again it’s a scorcher, and getting to and from Merdeka Square is a chore. After we got the token snaps we tottled off to the market.
This indoor market was good plus it had air-con. There were t-shirts, bracelets, jewellery, food, an antiques store that has everything from old records to giant a old ET teddy, I desperately want to buy the giant, old ET teddy, that would seriously make all my friends jealous. Plenty to look around, we bought some unknown fruits from a preserved fruit and veg stall then perched at the edge of a coffee shop to eat them.
On leaving the market we spot an alleyway with tables spread out, there are cockerels let loose on them, one on each table, and men behind the tables on chairs with cages full of cockerels behind them. We are curious. The cocks were not walking properly and didn’t seem capable of flying, they weren’t tied up but also weren’t trying to escape. The signage was all foreign to me, but it seemed like they were fighting cocks, some looked battered.
On the return tube we had to form a less than orderly queue to get on. We missed the first tube as we obviously weren’t being violent enough. The next one pulled up and we were ready. The doors opened and it was already full up to the door, we just had to force our way in, many more also did behind us. At first the door wouldn’t close properly, it just kept striking the guys unfortunate enough to be near the doorway. It was funny in a way, you didn’t even need to hold on as you were cheek to cheek with loads of strangers. There was a lady somewhere behind me that laughed all the way to her stop, it wasn’t quite that funny. We got to our stop and involuntarily shoot off the train.
It’s been raining again and the walk back has one main obstacle for someone waling around in flip- flops, a shiny tiled floor all the way back. I keep slipping. There are deep puddles, I don’t mind these, it’s nice and refreshing but the slipping and sliding makes you walk like a baby, you know when they start stumbling and can’t stop till they hit something or crash on their face.
Early night so we can be picked up at 4am to get to the airport. Shame tonight was the night that everyone on the road decided they should have a pile up in their cars outside our hotel and sit there for the rest of the night sounding the horn.
Again it’s a scorcher, and getting to and from Merdeka Square is a chore. After we got the token snaps we tottled off to the market.
This indoor market was good plus it had air-con. There were t-shirts, bracelets, jewellery, food, an antiques store that has everything from old records to giant a old ET teddy, I desperately want to buy the giant, old ET teddy, that would seriously make all my friends jealous. Plenty to look around, we bought some unknown fruits from a preserved fruit and veg stall then perched at the edge of a coffee shop to eat them.
On leaving the market we spot an alleyway with tables spread out, there are cockerels let loose on them, one on each table, and men behind the tables on chairs with cages full of cockerels behind them. We are curious. The cocks were not walking properly and didn’t seem capable of flying, they weren’t tied up but also weren’t trying to escape. The signage was all foreign to me, but it seemed like they were fighting cocks, some looked battered.
On the return tube we had to form a less than orderly queue to get on. We missed the first tube as we obviously weren’t being violent enough. The next one pulled up and we were ready. The doors opened and it was already full up to the door, we just had to force our way in, many more also did behind us. At first the door wouldn’t close properly, it just kept striking the guys unfortunate enough to be near the doorway. It was funny in a way, you didn’t even need to hold on as you were cheek to cheek with loads of strangers. There was a lady somewhere behind me that laughed all the way to her stop, it wasn’t quite that funny. We got to our stop and involuntarily shoot off the train.
It’s been raining again and the walk back has one main obstacle for someone waling around in flip- flops, a shiny tiled floor all the way back. I keep slipping. There are deep puddles, I don’t mind these, it’s nice and refreshing but the slipping and sliding makes you walk like a baby, you know when they start stumbling and can’t stop till they hit something or crash on their face.
Early night so we can be picked up at 4am to get to the airport. Shame tonight was the night that everyone on the road decided they should have a pile up in their cars outside our hotel and sit there for the rest of the night sounding the horn.
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