We just arrived from Hong Kong, which was, by my recollection, a verdant utopia - sort of like the garden of eden, but with better streets and fewer snakes. Now we are in Kuala Lumpur. Here is what I know so far:
1) It is hot here. This means we are in all likelihood closer to hell.
2) It is dirty here. Not in the way a sandbox is dirty, but in the way a dumpster is dirty.
3) There are people who are probably prostitutes leaning against the front of our building. Alternatively, the fashion here is very "forward."
And now a vignette:
Returning from the corner store, we crossed paths with a pair of young gentlemen who had just espied some of the local fauna. Namely, a cockroach the size of a large cantaloupe. The youths instigated an impromptu soccer game using the offending insect as the ball, until a missed kick let it scurry off down the street. Nonplussed, the monster roach rounded the corner and proceeded to mug an elderly man, relieving him of his sole earthly possessions: a half eaten sandwich and a set of wooden teeth.
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Which neighborhood in KL are you? We stayed in KL Chinatown and I remember it as being jarring after Bangkok - bye-bye land of smiling Thai people, hello land of angry Chinese people.
East some assam laksa for me. :)
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