Wednesday, 22nd of January was the first time I travelled to Kuala Lumpur Malaysia. I arrived there in the midnight at LCCT Kuala Lumpur International Airport. The first impression I had that time was the terminal is like the bus station in my city, dirty and hot. Well, maybe that's because it's a low cost terminal, still understandable.
That time of travel was my first attempt to be a "tour guide" for my family group. There were six of us. I was afraid that I will fail considering I know nothing about KL and haven't visited it before, because everyone relies on me as a 'tourism student'. It was kind of hard though, but I had fun.
The first thing I did after we arrived was looking for the bus to go to the city center. Fuala! I got that and we hopped on it. It was packed, but luckily the ac worked well. There were so many people from different countries who were sitting on the same bus. There was a family that shocked me a bit after I heard their conversation for a while (didn't mean that I overheard in purpose; i didn't even understand their language and what they were talking about). They are a moslem family, but they speak Chinese (I don't have any purpose to offend anyone, but that was my first experience knowing those people). I looked at them several times (maybe they got annoyed or something, but I was just so curious if they were real Chinese..hehe), but anyway they were truly Chinese. Well, I said grace to God for making this variety of human being. Very multicultural :)
The second day was alright with us being all sweaty and tired after looking for the hotel, cause the LRT station was quite far. It was so confusing. By the way I got an annoying experience of meeting an old guy that suddenly came close to my face and said hi in a flirty style! Back off old man! OMG. I ran straight away from him. What a day!
After we arrived at the hotel, we had lunch at a Chinese restaurant nearby and met this really kind lady. She is the owner of the resto. We were asking her a lot of questions about the transportation to get around. It turned up she offered us a ride at 3pm to Batu Cave. How great is God. Then we went around the shopping malls while waiting for the time. Then yap, we went around and took pics at Batu Cave. In the evening we were looking for another hotel to stay (cause the hotel we got before was free for 1 night, but the price we were going to pay if we want to extend was so expensive). We didn't get anything by the way. Then we decided to seek for it the next morning.
In the early morning we went to the hotel we wanted, but it turned up that no room is available to be looked at (well, we don't wanna pay for something we don't know). Then we just went out and called a taxi (we negotiated the price as well). Then we got this kind taxi driver and we decided to take his taxi for 2 days. Then we travelled around in Genting and stuff. At the end we were dropped in China Town. That place was a bit of my nightmare. I met this flirty retail guy who said that he likes me whatever! I met a boy, a really tiny boy who touched my leg (oh my gosh!). That time I felt like "this place is so creepy!" (I don't mean to offend anyone or being mean, it's just I had a bad experience there..I'm sorry). Then I went back to the hotel and prepared for the flight tomorrow. I was just so tired. OMG
The last day I was there, it was alright. All good, everyone's happy, I'm happy (to go back! Finally!) Despite of all the bad experiences I had though, the food there was just awesome! I'm half Chinese though, that's why I always assess the food (as an OZ man once told me that he could tell that I'm Chinese cause the first thing I recommended to him when he asked me about a place was the food! hahaha!)
