Clark Kent is living in Kuala Lumpur

Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
Trip End Feb 26, 2011

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Grocers Inn

Flag of Malaysia  , Wilayah Persekutuan,
Tuesday, August 3, 2010

It wasn't an early start as our boat was only leaving at 9am so we packed our bags and had a leisurely breakfast at 'Family’s’ floating restaurant, the usual Roti Canai and pancake with a coffee. Very cheap and very delicious.  We got on the long boat at 8.50am and began our 3 hour ‘scenic route’ journey to Kuala Tembeling which gave us another view of the rainforest.  The driver expertly navigated the river and we saw wild boar drinking at the riverbank, large monitor lizards swimming (towards our boat), ox bathing, cattle grazing and all sorts of other things that I fail to remember.  We got to the jetty a little early and boarded our bus that would take us the rest of the way to Jerantut where we would get our ‘big bus’ to Kuala Lumpur.  The air conditioning wasn’t working but everyone was told to stick their heads out of the window instead and we were told it was only for 25 minutes (basically so no one should complain).

We got to Jerantut and Andrew legged it to the ATM to get some cash to pay for our fare, it was my job to load the bags on to the right bus, god I’ve gone from being responsible for thousands of Euros being paid in to the right International supplier accounts to making sure two rucksacks are on the right bus, I like it!  Anyway, Andrew got back, with cash, so we paid for our tickets, Andrew said it wouldn’t be the done think to try to avoid paying (yes that was Andrew saying that) and we got some supplies from the petrol station, namely chocolate, pop and crisps (we’re getting back to our roots).  On the way to the bus a little chap loitering around the bus caught sight of us and our bag of goodies and ran straight over and grabbed the chocolate bar through the bag we just laughed and then he followed us on to the bus.  We opened a bag of crisps and offered him some to which his hand disappeared up to his elbow in to the bag reappearing with a fistful of crisps in his grasp.  He hung around a bit and jumped on to the seat in front of us and started standing on peoples bags to reach the air conditioning blowers above the seats Andrew told me to deny any knowledge of him when the person in front got on and wondered why her bag was covered in little dusty footprints.  As he left us he even took the empty foil crisp bag and started to lick the crumbs from the inside.  He was adorable.  We spent the 4 hour bus journey reading, listening to music and consuming pop and crisps and it wasn’t long before the twin spires of the famous Petronas Towers were appearing on the horizon.

At the time we didn’t know it but the main bus station in Kuala Lumpur’s China town is being majorly renovated at the moment so is closed, however despite this we were dropped off right in the centre of China town and better still right outside our guest house, Grocer’s...result.  We checked in and dropped our bags off in our room which had air conditioning for an extra pound a night.  It was very nice with of all things a four poster wrought iron bed crammed in to the small space and the separate showers and toilets were some of the best we’ve had.  Sadly, Grocer’s hadn’t been our first choice of hostel and we had only booked in here for one night on the internet as we could only get the hostel we wanted for the second and third night of our stay.  As we had internet in our room we checked our emails as we had started to plan for Australia and New Zealand and had been pestering Rorie and Emer for information.   We also did some more research as we had good internet and air conditioning – bliss! Andrew also decided to take action on the hostel booking situation and charged off to the Backpackers Inn to tell them that as I was violently ill in our room in Grocers we would have to cancel our booking with them and stay there.  He’d decided that the internet and air con were so good at Grocers that we should make the most of it so we booked in at our place for the next few nights instead.

With hunger striking and feeling tired as it was getting late we had a walk around China town to get something to eat, everywhere was buzzing with people and there were stalls set up everywhere selling food, bags, sunglasses, shoes, clothes and souvenirs.  Fake designer stuff was everywhere and with the amount of Louis Vuitton merchandise on display I felt like I was in heaven (maybe travelling hasn’t changed me just yet then).  Unsurprisingly we took a seat at a street side cafe and ordered a few beers to get ourselves acquainted with our surroundings and people watch (we spotted a lookeylikey  of Clarke Kent A.K.A Superman).  There was such a diverse range of people wandering around, Indian ladies wearing bindi’s and Muslim women in full black burka’s with their fabulously made up eyes, Malaysian girls wearing very short shorts and Western holidaymakers in their ‘especially bought for their holiday holiday wear’even with the creases still in.  The place had a lovely feel to it and there was so much going on it seemed a shame to go to bed, but we had tea and did just that.
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