My friend Julienne is a big fan of the six word review. So here's mine for Kuala Lumpur: Absolutely no reason to go, ever.
Singapore may be somewhat vibeless, but it's at least a little more sparkly. KL is dirty, smelly, difficult to get around on foot (no cross walks) and as far as I can tell, nothing much at all to see or do. I walked and walked in all of the areas, and never did I see something, anything - a street, a shop, a person - that made me want to go there. I knew from everything I'd read and heard that there wasn't any greatness in either of these places, but somehow I felt the need to see for myself, as I'm in the neighborhood. And I have.
Although not a reason to come here, I do happen to like the hustle and bustle of Chinatown. They seem to take their food and businesses very seriously. Not a lot of patience or interest in their customers one way or the other. These stalls are set up in some specified places, like on Petaling Street or just randomly on a corner. I must admit, they aren't all that inviting looking and I am so far from being a germophobe. In fact, I probably lean closer to the 5 minute rule, as opposed to the 5 second rule. But when you walk through all these stalls, it looks so incredibly unsanitary, it's hard to imagine you'd get through the night in one piece if you ate anything at all. But sometimes, you just got to take the plunge.
I hadn't eaten all day, so I felt the need to make up for lost calories.. apparently. First had some Chinese. Plate of noodles and a plate of lotus root. They offer small, medium & large portions, which I like, good for tasting. I got the noodles, because everyone seemed to be eating them, and the lotus root because I love them. Noodles better than vegggie, but both good - could have done with spicier noodles. Not sure what exactly it is, but whenever I eat the Chinese food, I always crave the ice cream, so I went looking. But instead found a stall with Indian fare. I really had been wanting to try some and this looked like the right opportunity, good smells and seemingly a popular joint... I couldn't help myself. I ordered a melange, thinking I'd just 'taste'. One order of beef satay, a coconut rice and one fried chicken wing (seems to be part of the standard fare.) I really did just wanted to taste. But I ate almost all of it. I couldn't stop, it was so damn good. The sauce for the satay was incredible, as was the coconut rice, which is served in these cone-shaped paper with a tangy-spicy sauce on top. And now, needless to say, I'm completely ill. But it was worth it - awesome. And the cost - 8 ringgits - the equivalent of about $2.
For the last two weeks I've been on the move, never more than 2 nights in any one place. Starting in Istanbul, I've been to Cappadocia, Bodrum, Ephesus, back to Istanbul, through Dubai and Sri Lanka, with stops in Singapore, Melaka and KL. Maybe it's because nothing has really wowed me since I've gotten to Asia, but somehow I feel like I've been searching, not sure for what, but something, something to inspire, to grab onto, to paint me a new picture. And now I'm tired. Decided for the next week I don't want to look anymore - except at a gorgeous view and some words on my Kindle. Onto Thailand.















