So a couple weekends ago, we went to Kuala Lumpur, or KL as most refer to it over here. It is the capital of Malaysia, and definitely a different world than Melaka. It had some similarities obviously, but even in how the trip went...it was cool to see, and I enjoyed myself...but I wouldn't wanna go back any time soon. So, there were some who were flying over there, but we (David, Kathrin, and I) felt like that would be a copout, so we crossed the border to Johor Bahru and took an overnight bus to KL after sitting around a market area for a couple of hours (in which we found Dunkin Donuts :) ). The bus was an experience...David was sitting next to some random guy. Kathrin and I were sitting together. She was probably the only one who got any sleep, and that still wasn't a lot. I got about 20 minutes overall. I spent more time being a pillow for Kathrin than I did actually sleeping. One interesting sidenote though: I got to wear my jacket for the first time since being here because the night getting to and being in KL was actually cold. When we get there, I already did not feel great because of not sleeping (I am happy I took the bus though...it was a good experience to have)...then we had to fight our way through the throng of taxi drivers. We looked up in the Lonely Planet any accomodation options, and then we asked the drivers where certain hostels and streets were, and they told us they didn't know. Then we found someone who did know, but his price was far too high, so we tried bartering him down to next to nothing, and he just told us "Goodbye", which was fine by us. Then we accepted a lower rate (15 ringgit, so nothing...) to go to Chinatown, since the Lonely Planet had a few different suggestions there. Our taxi driver drove the wrong way down a one way street and performed all sorts of other crazy traffic moves, which I have become accustomed to in Malaysia. He eventually got us there, but none of the hostels were open, so we wandered around (at 5 in the morning), and we found a porridge shop. We each got something and then drank some coffee (I had about 2-3 cups of it to try to wake up a little) at another place. I felt awful. When I went to the bathroom, there were roaches scuttling around, but I did not even take too much notice. I was feeling bad, and I kind of expect things like that because Malaysia is just kinda dirty. As soon as we could, we got their equivalent of the MRT (which is not very good) to the twin Petronas Towers. There, we waited in line for a while to get free tickets (which are limited) to go up in the towers to the walkway on the 41st floor that connects the two buildings. Once we got our time for going up, we wandered back to try to find a hostel.
So, we were able to find a hostel. I believe it was called The Red Dragon Inn. We lucked out on it because it was the first one. The hostels were all packed for the weekend because of Thaipusam (which I will go into later). It actually had A/C...no windows, but A/C, so that was alright by me for one night. The bathrooms were normal, which is something that is not very common in Malaysia, so it was a nice place to stay. Lonely Planet helped us out again...
So we were finally able to put our stuff down in a room. I just grabbed my camera, and we headed off. We walked around, and then headed back to the Towers area. I got one more coffee, and then I felt good. So, we walked around KL, waiting for our time in the Towers. It was pretty cool to walk around. It had sidewalks and crosswalks, but still some pretty insane drivers.
Once our time came up for the Towers, we went up to the 41st floor, which is where the bridge in between the two towers is. From there, we had a great view of KL. Of course, the battery to my camera decided that was the best time to die, so I missed some pictures, but I did get a good number of them still. We got to stay up there for a few minutes, and then we headed down. The elevator we used is apparently the fastest in the world until the tower in Dubai is completed. It was wicked quick though.
We went to a park as well, which had the universal sign for "Do Not Enter", but whatever was written on the song was in Malay...not a language I can understand, so I decided that we should keep going. We did, and we came across the National Museum, which was interesting, and it only cost 2 ringgit. We stayed in there for a while. We also got our train tickets for the return home and tried to see the National Mosque. At this Mosque, there was a picture that didn't exactly thrill me...it said that no non-Muslim tourists could enter at that point (which is fine...understandable), but it had a picture that upset me. It was showing a dead Palestinian girl and had a bunch of US products with big red X's through them. This was a banner at the front of the Mosque, and after seeing it, I had no more desire to check out the inside of the Mosque. I was really bummed that they would portray a hateful political message on their religious grounds:
Later in the day we met up with the others, who had flown to KL. We went to dinner with them at some Arab place. It was good, but it was similar to what I had had a little while earlier with Mark and Tanvi, some other Techies. After this, we went back to crash at our hostel. Before I went to sleep though, I tried to take a shower. Unfortunately, my shower had no head, so I had to just use the hose with the freezing water, so my shower didn't last very long...nor was it too effective. We woke up the next morning with no bed bugs...always a positive.
The next morning, I felt great because I had already felt what it was like to not sleep and do that much in a day. It was dumb, and being a little tired in the morning was a welcome change. We woke up pretty early, checked out of our room, and paid the hostel almost no money to leave our bags there for the day. We then went out to the Batu Caves (we found our first taxi driver using a meter, so that was exciting and much cheaper) for Thaipusam. That is a Hindu event that was being held at these caves because of a temple within them. To get to the temple though, people had to climb up 272 steps. Not only did some of them have to climb these steps...some of them had hooks in their bodies and were carrying these up when they walked up the steps. It is one of the traditions at Thaipusam. There were some people who had big platforms attached to their bodies from fishhooks through their skin. It was pretty intense. These people would walk up the stairs with these hooks in them or just carrying things and take them to the temple in the caves. Here is a look at the distance they had to go just to get up the stairs to the first part of the cave:
They had to start before these stairs, and they had to keep going through to the third main cave. We did this as well. We climbed with the masses of people not carrying anything. Everyone was packed in like sardines for a lot of it (especially the stairs), because there were so many people. I've seen things saying that about 1.5 million people travel there a year as a pilgrimage. We were right in the middle of all those people. Of course, with that many people, it smelled awful. Also, everyone just threw their garbage everywhere. So, that made it smell all the more pleasant. There were tons of booths that set up a marketplace at the bottom of the stairs. While we were there, we kept getting separated, but Kathrin and I didn't mind because we wandered around trying new little fruit type things. I think they were supposed to be some type of candy type thing. Some were really good, and some were not so good. I got some video of the event, mainly one guy getting his hooks removed after he dropped his sacrifice off at the temple in the caves. Also, quick side note...there were a bunch of monkeys in the caves. How cool is that? Anyways...while we were leaving, Brenna got interviewed by the local media, which was entertaining.
We left the caves around mid-day and the people who had flown in went to go see the towers. We went into the accompanying mall, which was really, really nice. Guess what though? Still no football. We tried everywhere that could've possibly had it, including Toys R Us. Everything there was really expensive though. They also had some of the only free bathrooms that we found in the city. We checked out a bookstore there, and the price on any of the books I was looking at (Brave New World, 1984, Edgar Allen Poe stuff) were between 58 and 74 ringgit. It was ridiculous. We ate lunch at the food court there. I got food from a Taiwanese place, which was good. So, then we took off so we had enough time to get back to our hostel and grab our bags before heading over to the train. David, Kathrin, and I had our tickets ready, but the train was delayed, so we sat around exhausted. We were hoping to get to the train and just fall asleep immediately. That didn't happen...
While in the train station though, I did see this sign on the store we were sitting next to. It said "Rather be unborn than untaught". I found that a little extreme...but interesting nonetheless. When we finally got our call for the train, we got to our beds immediately. At that point, I think there was a little excitement, plus we had moved again to get to the train, so all of us were a little more awake than before. I was on the top bunk right across from Kathrin, and David was a little to the side of both of us, but still on the top bunk. I could see both of them fine. While David was reading his book, I talked with Kathrin a little while before trying to read up on a possible trip to Thailand the next weekend. That didn't last too long before I fell asleep. I actually slept pretty well. I woke up a couple times when the train stopped, but overall, I slept pretty well. We arrived in Johor Bahru at about 6 in the morning or so. We got our stuff and headed out to get the Singapore bus back across the border. That took forever because of all the traffic. It took us about an hour to get a very short distance after we had gone out of Malaysian immigration, heading to Singapore immigration. The bus ride was awful, cramped, and long. We then got to Singapore immigration and were able to pass through as residents, which sped things up tremendously. We then got back on the bus, although not quite as packed until we got to the MRT station. From there, we took a long MRT back to Buona Vista. We took a regular bus back to near PGP and walked the remainder of the way. We were all tired but satisfied with the trip. We walked back, and Kathrin walked back to her hall. I got into my room, and I immediately fell asleep for a couple hours. Thus marked the end of our KL venture. Like I said earlier, it was fun, but it is not somewhere I am itching to go again. There were pushy vendors, edgy people, seemingly no traffic laws, and dirty places, but it was a nice place to visit for a couple days. We packed a lot into the 2 days we had in KL, but we had a good time.
The next you will hear from me is probably going to be after Vietnam...so be prepared for that. Until then...