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So first blog.
Arrived in KLIA at 19.15. should have been 20.00 but I suppose there was no traffic.
Stepping off the plane was like walking into a sauna. Not the nice kind, the kind of sauna where most of the heat generated started in a sweaty crotch the other side of the room. You know what I mean. Really uncomfortable like. Didn't take too long to adjust mind.
Our first mission was to find the best way to Chow Kit from the terminal. Taxis were about £15. Mini vans a bit cheaper. Chuffin limo's were only £25! But bus-monorail was about £3.50 so with me being northern I went for the cheapest. For those who know me well will know that this, infact, is a complete lie. I wanted to get a taxi. Really I wanted a limo but had no way to justify this to Katie so instead I just listened to her! She went for the cheapest. (and most bloody difficult with 20kgs strapped to you, at night, after 12 hr flight, in a foreign country) The monorail was tricky to find, but with the help of a random friendly kuala lumpian, kuala lumpion?, lumpeon?, I must look that up, we soon found it and 'sardined' our way to Chow Kit. (or Cow Chit as Katie called it. Made me chuckle as some locals would say it was fitting)
First impressions of CK were nice. Again a friendy face pointed us in the right direction for Hostel Cosmopolitan, and the streets were busy with stalls and mopeds and protons? Honestly, if there's one thing I've learnt it's that they love s*** cars in Malaysia! Once we turned the corner for our hostel the reality of £7 a night hit us like a brick in the face. Hostel cosmopolitan? More like hostel highrisewithnosoddingwindows. Katie will be booking the next hostels.
I also managed to find the only non smoking hostel in all of KL which is probably a sign to quit but smoking in the stairwell we ( Katie was not partaking in the cigarette merely observing, and keeping me safe) met a chap from Jordan and one from Sudan. There was another chap there like but he decided to leave when we turned up. I guess he wasn't a fan of westerners. Don't blame him either if he's from the Middle East. We've messed that place up a bit.
Our first day started bright and early. Katie was up at 8, me at 12. I blame the jetlag. Had a wander around Kl city. It really is a beautiful place with trees breaking up the skyscrapers, which all seem to be banks, and weird noises bellowing out from the branches. We stumbled upon a city rainforest trail and took to the hundreds of steep stairs like fully fledged explorers, well, the first 20 anyway. The rest we took to like Rick Waller on a treadmill.
We didn't see much, there was a random outdoor gym and some Muslim lady's praying in a gazeebo. Until we got to a suspension bridge trail. That's where we saw our first monkeys in the trees and the reality of where we were started to sink in.
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Peghead I gave this 4 out of 5 so you don't get a big head. Plaw brother.