Kuala Lampur, Malaysia
A sleep in was needed by all. Packed up our bags and stored them in the lobby of the guesthouse so we could check out the central market. Tourism KL ranks it as one of the top things to do in KL. Maybe shouldn't be in the top.
It consists of inside and outside stalls selling very junky souvenirs, clothing and fabric. The fabric is not cotton or silk despite what they say. Levi found a batman belt, that I think will be a great accessory for his wardrobe (once he stops wearing sweatpants and athletic shorts).
By the time we finished with the market and found there to be no samosas in the area, we rode the bus back to the guesthouse to collect our packs.
A few months ago in an attempt to subdue some boy's tears of homesickness and sadness, I booked an amazing apartment in KL. This apartment has a swimming pool on the 51st floor looking at the Petronius Twin Towers and the KL Tower. It has been like a carrot on a stick.
In the afternoon we rode the bus to find our new temporary home. The ride was slow in some bottlenecked sections. The walk dangerous, as the motorists do not give way to pedestrians.
Pedestrians need to be on the lookout for sudden, deep holes or loose man-hole covers.
I would much rather walk in Saigon amid thousands of scooters then cross the street here. There is some crazy flow of give and take in Saigon that is drastically missing here. None-the-less we arrived in the lobby safe and sound.
WOW!
On the 30th floor we can see for miles if it is not too hazy. A great kitchen, however, not supplied with many cooking utensils. Oh well, it has a clothes washer, two bathrooms, two bedrooms and is spotless!
We explored to find the pool - an infinity one on the 51st floor, a gym, library and 2 restaurants.
The pool is infinity. A three foot ledge will stop the fall out the side.
The view - spectacular. Hard to pass up as this apartment that costs less than sleeping in a hostel in Singapore and the same price as pitching a tent on gravel at Byron Bay, Australia. The dollar goes far here.
On our way to the next door mall to pick up groceries, we got sidetracked by the movie theatres. Spider-Man Homecoming was playing. Hard to pass that up as well. Watching a movie transplants you into another place. When it is over, you loose track of where you are and need to be transported back to the present.
The movie was excellent! It was frequently quoted throughout the night. We found the supermarket to be modern and large, only the meat area has rank smell. Spaghetti was the repeat request. Easy enough!