Time for a reunion in KL

I'm writing this up about a week after I got back so it may not be in exact order and things could well get missed out.

Part 1 - The journey & Kuala Lumpur

My journey to KL via Frankfurt took a grand total of about 15 hours. It was pretty fun in the end. I made friends with lots of German people (it was a Lufthansa flight) and actually managed to get some sleep on the plane. This meant I was feeling surprisingly awake and alert when I got to KL and had to deal with immigration and finding my suitcase.

Megan had got to the airport before me so was there to meet me when I got out of arrivals. After seven months, it was great to see her again. 

We caught a bus into central Kuala Lumpur which got caught up with the rush hour traffic and seemed to take ages to get there. We eventually reached China Town where we were staying and found our hostel. After dumping our bags and getting changed, we headed back out again to explore and find some dinner. 

China Town in KL is pretty busy and full of loads of stalls trying to sell you handbags, sunglasses etc. 

After wandering around for a while, we found somewhere to have some dinner. Before leaving the UK my Mum had given me a Christmas cracker to take for Megan as she'd missed out on the traditional family Christmas back in December. Turns out it looks a bit strange breaking out a Christmas cracker on Good Friday but the plastic bowling set inside the cracker made it all worthwhile.

The next day we arranged coach tickets to take us to the Cameron Highlands for the afternoon so had the morning to explore KL further. We started off by going to the old square which featured a very tall flag pole and some old buildings.

After that, we went to the KL Menara, a tower you can go up and see all across the city. Great view although maybe a little smoggy.

Wandering around a hot and humid place really makes you appreciate air conditioning. Luckily, pretty much everywhere indoors had air conditioning. However, walking from the train station to the various attractions was much more hard going than a wander around somewhere like London.

Once we were finished looking around the tower, we headed back to the hostel to hang out for a bit before our coach to the Cameron Highlands. Once we got the coach, it took about five hours in pouring rain (think we were in Malaysia's rainy season) and on quite narrow, twisty roads before we reached our destination.

I'll tell you about the Cameron Highlands in my next entry.