Day 3
Met up with my super good friend Paul today. He wasn’t that free actually, but still found time to meet me… that’s a good move. That’s what a good friend should be.. hahaha. Unlike Yee Pei who, despite staying some floors above where I was putting up, couldn’t make it for mamak or even just me visiting her for a chat just because she wanted to
sleep.
We were at Kota Raya again, and walked Petaling Street where Paul took me to a “famous” wantan mee stall. Not bad, but I think the standard is quite the same as the stall I distinctively call the
“ngo tei yau wai” wan tan meen* stall. I will go to that stall when/if I return next year.
Paul had to leave at 2pm, so I took the Putra LRT to KLCC** and walked outside. I went around, and even to the KLCC park to take some photos. There, I met up with Eileen. Haha I recall how I surprised her by using Ken Rhee’s phone to call her that night when I arrived. Cos she only knows him sparingly and didn’t imagine the world could be “so small”. Too bad Li Fang couldn’t make it… must be because she dun want me to tumpang her car later =p Well it was a great time I had walking Parkson, Isetan and some other shops/boutiques looking for the elusive t-shirt/garment that sweeps me off my feet. I found that it was odd this Parkson outlet didn’t have a sports department (which is where they sell t-shirts + other garments of “sports brands” eg Schwarzenbach, Adidas, Muller etc too).. anyway, we went to Auntie Anne’s and that’s the first time I tried their pretzel. Not too bad; I choose the cinnamon one. I just
had to. But the lemonade was irritating my throat. Eileen asked me, “So how do you find the lemonade?” (cos it was her suggestion) I replied, “Erm, same as that in UK? The one that I add to my vodka or Malibu?”
I managed to capture that real sweet smile of hers… hahaha.. and she thought I was checking my messages or sth on my phone.. hehe… nice. Later on, we walked out to KLCC park again and I finally managed to capture some shots of the Twin Towers as it had been too bright earlier on. This young lady (kekeke) had to be home for dinner, so I was left wandering the vast complex again. Maybe we’ll meet at KLCC next year again. If.
This time, I found the “missing area” of Parkson. The sports section was hidden inside the floor with all the upholstery and pots and pans and kids’ clothes etc etc, and I finally found something I wanted. Not a t-shirt though. It was this sling bag. Diadora. Not a bad design, quite cheap too at RM36. So I didn’t have to return “empty-handed” with only the
mushroom sweets I bought at Marks & Spencer.
Returned on the Putra then the STAR LRT and after some KFC we went to mamak at Sri Petaling. I had some substandard Maggi mee goreng while watching Arsenal beat the crap out of Everton live onscreen.
Day 4
I left rather early in the morning, but not before going to the Komanwel park and taking some pictures there and around the Bukit Jalil area, the main sporting arena of the 1998 Commonwealth Games. Met Victor again (too bad good ol’ Jason couldn’t make it) and this time it was to whack the entire Bukit Bintang area. No time to lose, we took the Monorail to Bkt Bintang. Sungei Wang Plaza was first, followed by a hurried look-see at the up-market Lot 10 and then the even posh-ier Starhill Centre. All that was left was the newly-opened Berjaya Times Square, a massive shopping centre worthy of being mentioned within the same breath as Megamall, Pyramid and 1 Utama. People have told me there’s nothing to see there, but I beg to differ. Probably the shops are still springing up so there will be even more to see once everything’s in order.
After lunch at Kenny Roger’s Roasters (spent 20 bucks!!) I took the Monorail one stop to Hang Tuah. I should have just walked! But with my bag. I realized that train transport costs are quite high in KL… or maybe it’s just me. The clothes do seem to be retailing at rather high prices as well, not unlike Singapore. I walked to Petaling Street from Hang Tuah and went to Ocean to grab the cookies that I’d be bringing back to Sunlove for my colleagues, then upstairs Kota Raya to pick up a t-shirt that I had seen earlier, and then to Mydin to buy that sleek and unique pair of Panasonic ear-clip-phones. But when I got out of Mydin it was raining very heavily again. I had a bus to catch! I did a recce of the area and decided I’d go around the building and take in some rain to cross the road to hide under the STAR LRT line. Luckily the road was rather clear and I did not have to stay in the rain for long. I then followed under the line all the way towards Plaza Rakyat station, which is just behind Puduraya. So I got myself to Puduraya without being too wet. But at the counter, the seller cited the rain as an excuse and sold me the 5 o’clock ticket (I had been hoping to get onto the 4.30 bus… it was 4.20 by then.) As I expected, the bus did not leave until 5.30pm. And the driver took such a bloody long time, stopping at Seremban and then Yong Peng b4 reaching Ayer Hitam for our dinner at 9.45pm! Yikes!! I reached home at 12.45am. Cutting it closer every time, but not the last 170 bus yet.
* “我们有位” That’s because when I was there in Dec 2002 that stallholder is always shouting, “
ngo tei yau wai” to tell potential customers that they could always find a seat there. Well they actually squeeze you in on some partially-occupied tables. Efficient.
** where the Petronas Twin Towers are