A melting pot of Malay, Chinese and Indian culture paired with megamalls and street markets a-plenty.
Friday 16th March 2018
There almost seems little point in writing a blog post on Kuala Lumpur (KL as the locals call it) seeing as I spent most of it sleeping or eating. Admittedly, interesting reading it is not but I couldn’t miss it out.
I arrived at 8am after a seven hour flight from Beijing. Only here for two nights with the purpose of breaking up the journey back to the States. In some ways I should have powered on because I arrived feeling wiped out, full of the cold with little energy or enthusiasm for sightseeing. Lack of sleep and I do not mix well and China has broken me. So, the new purpose of the next two days is to hit reset.
I couldn’t check in at the hotel until 4pm (which ironically was in the middle of China Town) but rather ungratefully, I was in no mood for trailing around the city with my backpack in tow in somewhat sweltering temperatures. After some decent coffee I transferred from the airport on the KLIA Express. I had to go via KL Sentral to transfer to the metro and I’m not ashamed to admit I was over the moon to see some familiar eateries from the Western world.
Checked in at the hotel, I ate some more food and slept for the rest of the day…and night.
Saturday 17th March 2018
I woke up late which meant by the time I finally got myself up and organised, I was heading out at the hottest part of the day, not ideal for training but there was no way I was setting an alarm for this morning. I convinced myself I would run later when it was cooler but I knew deep down it was an empty promise…that was never going to happen, not today. I still felt awful but went in search of some coffee, food and a little sightseeing.
The easiest place to commute from is Sentral seeing as it is so ‘central’. First stop…Marks and Spencer. In all seriousness, food hall located, stocked up and then on to the Petronas Towers; the tallest pair of twin towers in the world. They look a bit like rocket ships. The five tiers on the towers represent the five pillars of Islam and there is a sky bridge that connects the two on the 41st floor, making it a popular attraction.
Sunday 18th March 2018
Much as I have missed running these past few days, there is no point in forcing my body in to training as I realise it will only set me back in the longer term and as soon as my foot hits American soil I want to hit the ground running…literally. I have been extremely lucky to have kept pretty healthy during my travels so far so I can’t really grumble too much about feeling a bit rough for a wee while.
I went for a wander around Petaling Street Market in the morning, famous for its counterfeit goods. They say it is better to go in the afternoon if you want to take photographs as it is a little less busy.
I felt sorry that I couldn’t have enjoyed KL more. I would definitely like to return here sometime and explore Malaysia beyond the capital city. My journey back to New York was due to start at 1am. Another through the night flight and the start of a 40 hour trip, gulp. In the words of Neil Diamond, “I’m coming to America!” and by the time I get there, I will literally have flown around the world. Six Star…I’m coming for you!