27.08.2013 - 31.08.2013 30 °C
Arrived in KL from Java and first thing I did when we landed was head straight for the duty free and bought a litre bottle of Irish Whiskey (unable to specify particular brand due to contractural reasons)!!!!!
Arriving in KL after six weeks in Indonesia would be comparable to suffering an episode of unconsciousness in Ireland circa 1930's and awakening in the 1990's. KL was big, bold, bright and boisterous. It is very modern. We booked into a lovely hostel called Explorers Guesthouse in the neighborhood of Chinatown. We spent 4 nights here and the staff were extremely friendly and helpful.
Kuala Lumpur is short on must-see attractions: beyond the Petronas Twin Towers, Sri Maha Mariamman Temple, China Town, Little India, but the real joy lies in wandering randomly, seeing, shopping and eating your way through it. And boy did we try to do just that.....
KL is hot, humid and crowded, so we scheduled some cooling off in air-conditioned shopping malls where we purchased a new digital SLR camera for me and the very latest ipad. We inevitably found our way to either chinatown or little India for the most tasty and cheapest gastronomic indulgences among them, kedai mamak (curry houses). Along with full-blown curries, these places also serve roti canai (generally About 50 cent each), a filling snack that is almost half chapati, half pancake but certainly wholly delicious. It is served with dhal and curry sauce.
As luck would have it my birthday fell on the day of our arrival and Aine had a truly wonderful surprise in store for me. She had taken the liberty to book the legendary 5 star Mandarin Oriental. The meal was awesome and we were satiated almost to the point of gluttony. After copious glasses of premium Irish whiskey (brand name withheld) in our hostel, followed by champagne (on the house), white and red wine at the restaurant, I was pretty well sozzled before the night finished.
We did the usual big city hop on hop off bus tour and saw all the sights in a day. Nothing to write home about really.
The highlight of our trip to KL was a visit to Sister Enda Ryan (our friend Eidin's aunt). Sr Enda has been in KL since 1955 and is still a power house of energy and good humour. Only that day there was a radio program dedicated to her, following the publication of a book all about her aptly called The Singing Nun. We had tea with Sr Enda and her fellow sisters and finished the evening off with a few tunes from Seamus on the tin whistle. The sisters are a fantastic ad for hard work, prayer and clean living.