April 30, 2010
Our time in Krabi had come to an end and after a bite to eat and some packing we were ready to head back to the airport. Ming was there waiting to see us off in the van and as we waved goodbye we couldn't help but laugh at the hilarity that had taken place on our short visit.
The Swiss Hotel definitely seemed nicer online, but as we had just gotten to the city we decided it would do for the night and made our way to Petaling Street. This street is probably the more famous in KL and is known for it's endless shopping and hawkers. Seriously anything fake or knock off you can imagine is available on this street. After looking around and feeling a bit suffocated by the crowds we eked our way out to a less packed side street for some dinner. We ended up at a delicious Chinese restaurant with streetside seating giving us prime real estate for people watching and giving us our fill before we headed back to the hotel for bed.
Krabi, Thailand-->Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
Our time in Krabi had come to an end and after a bite to eat and some packing we were ready to head back to the airport. Ming was there waiting to see us off in the van and as we waved goodbye we couldn't help but laugh at the hilarity that had taken place on our short visit.
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| Petaling Street, KL, Malaysia |
The flight was uneventful, as was customs, and we made our way outside of the Kuala Lumpur airport to search for a taxi. The service is run pretty well at the airport, with everyone paying a set fare to get into the the actual city without having to worry about bartering/getting duped. Our driver was a Chinese Malaysian and provided us with literally non-stop talking for the entire drive (which turned out to be about 2 hours.) The airports are about an hour outside of KL itself and, with rush hour traffic, we were kind of at the mercy of our driver's endless stories about the palm trees, his Chinese heritage and his very obvious racism towards the Malay government. He kept ranting about how when he was growing up kids learned 'real' English, but that the new implementation of Bahasa Malay as the national language had all but butchered the language with awkward phonetic spellings and pronunciations. We weren't really sure how to react so we kind of nervously laughed along as he described the differences in how we say and spell cucumber and how his kids were being taught to say it. I guess it was nice though that he taught us that Kuala Lumpur means Muddy Estuary... We were very relieved to reach our hotel.
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| Sizzling Chinese dinner |
The Swiss Hotel definitely seemed nicer online, but as we had just gotten to the city we decided it would do for the night and made our way to Petaling Street. This street is probably the more famous in KL and is known for it's endless shopping and hawkers. Seriously anything fake or knock off you can imagine is available on this street. After looking around and feeling a bit suffocated by the crowds we eked our way out to a less packed side street for some dinner. We ended up at a delicious Chinese restaurant with streetside seating giving us prime real estate for people watching and giving us our fill before we headed back to the hotel for bed. 
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