I’m in Kuala Lumpur (KL) today. It is a big city in every way that I can think of. I’d like to say something more positive, but everything I’ve seen has been either massive amounts of people all rushing to go somewhere or a huge traffic jam that made us about an hour late. It wasn’t even one traffic jam, it was everywhere we went traffic was stalled, or nearly stalled.

We’re supposed to be going on a walking tour in a few minutes, but nobody is in the lobby of the hotel. I’m hoping that I have the time correct or I’m on my own the rest of the day.

This entry is being finished the next day.

It turned out that everyone slowly came down to the lobby except for our tour leader. After waiting for about an hour we decided to head out on our own, the first stop being KL Tower. The tower is about 500 meters high and is fairly well known. Fortunately our hotel is next to the monorail station and it only took about 20 minutes to get there, maybe a little bit longer. Even though there was a lot of smog in the air and visibility was not what I would consider good, the view was incredible. Especially the first time you look out the window, before your mind has time to adapt, it seems so surreal.

We had the idea of waiting until sunset to go up to the tower, the reasoning was that the Petronas Towers would be lit up. The problem with that was we got there about 5, and although we didn’t really know what time sunset was, at 7 we were pretty bored, so we left. I didn’t mention either that the tour leader showed up as we were waiting to go up the tower. He was stuck in traffic.

After the tower we walked back to Chinatown (where our hotel is) and had dinner. At that point I was really tired and just wanted to unwind with a beer, but I would feel that I would have failed on a trip to KL and not gotten close up to the Petronas Towers. So after dinner we headed out again to the PT.

I’m not sure if people know what I’m referring to when I mention PT, but I’m positive that everyone knows what they are when they see a photograph of them. Seeing the towers up close was another surreal moment. The bridge between them is massive and I don’t know if the photographs will do the view justice.

Today we head to Malaka (I think that’s the way it’s spelled) at 12 and I’m starting to run out of time so forgive me if there are errors in the post. I’m sure if you’ve been reading the blog you’ve seen dozens, maybe even hundreds of errors. Usually I don’t have time to edit the entries so they go as is… today is the same.