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KL Fun
... We had some curry for dinner in the food court which was yummy and made our way back to our cave to pack our bags and watch some films on the movie channel. Friday soon came around and we were flying to Jakarta, Indonesia. Kuala Lumpur did grow on us, but it's not a place we would rush back to! The one thing we found in Malaysia was that the people were extremely friendly and really helpful! Time to get our groove on and head to Indonesia. Lots of love, Emma and ...
The unlikely star attraction in Kuala Lumpur
... commemorating the willingness of Ibrahim (also known as Abraham) to follow Allah's command to sacrifice his son Ishmael as an act of submission to God, and his son's acceptance of the sacrifice before God intervened to provide Ibrahim with a ram to sacrifice instead. After our failed attempt at getting a very personal glimpse into Islamic culture, we wandered over to a big public market and through the Chinatown area, and ended the afternoon with a visit to ...
The big 3-0 for Dona and KL
... Fresh air was called for. We ran into a group of German, Swedish and Danish guys who were living in KL and suggested we meet up with them for drinks when we come back through. The German guys came with us back to Werner’s where Dona’s party was a we had a good old dance to cheesy music before home via a 24hr McDonalds. Such westerners! Sunday I felt really rough after the first proper night out in far too long – clearly getting ...
Kuala Lumpur
... conditioned pedestrian walkways so getting about was easy. We spent the afternoon in Pavilion mall and had our second Nandos since leaving the UK! At night we met Ewan's friends from uni who were Malaysians and lived locally. They took us to an Malaysian restaurant where we had some local dishes. Ewan also tried a seaweed & jelly drink ...
Dream time
... more Westerners who do not have the same level of sale-defiance as myself.
For the first time in my life I have to use tact. I ******* hate that word… and I have to be polite!
“You want a new suit, sir?” Another guy asks me. “You German, English?” Another asks.
I jest and ask him for a lighter in German, one of many pointless phrases I know. If he understood me then he would have been baffled but I venture on and follow Louise to our ...