Still really hot. And humid.  No shocker there, but just thought I'd mention it.

 

Sweet Corn ice cream.  Very strange sensation--cold, frozen, creamy and tastes like corn.

 

Travel 11 hours, 5 time zones to Asia to find these two things around the corner from my hotel:  Harvey Normans and NZ Natural ice cream shop.

 

Petronas towers are really big and really bright.

 

I'm just about adjusted to the timezone change.  So of course I leave tomorrow.

 

KL is very safe and clean, but it still has a funky smell from time to time, but you can't spot where it's coming from.

 

That's all for now.

 

Hasta

jf

 

 

 

 

I'm not sure which is cuter, Hannah herself or the little footstomping action.

 

Enjoy!

Took the time to go to Batu Caves, just north of KL today.  Way cool.  And climbing up the 272 steps to get to them doubles as a nice aerobic workout as well.  No need for the stairmaster today!

 

Here's a few pics:

To truly judge the size of that statue, consider that it is at the foot of the steps, and look at the people climbing the step.

  There are wild macaque monkey all around there.  They know a good source of food (scraps from tourists) when they see one!

 Step 272.  What they don't tell you is that once you get up there, you go down some steps into the cave, then up some more to the main area.  Cruel cruel people.

The biggest Hindu temple inside the cave itself.

 

More pics and a travel story or two later.

 

Ta

James

I arrive in Kuala Lumpur, after an 11 hour flight.  It's 8 at night local time, 1am body time.  I'm shattered.  Airport was nice and clean, but I'm noticing that all signs are in Malay and English, and most of the people I've dealt with so far have English as a second language.  Cool.  No problems so far.  I organize a taxi to take me to my hotel.  I'm really dragging now, fatigue starting to set in.  I'm not sure that my taxi driver speaks any English, or at least very little.  But since I prepaid for the trip, there's not a huge amount on communication needed, so it's no big deal.  I collapse into the back seat, start to admire some of the surroundings, noticing the muslim influence on some of the architecture.  Very cool.  And then the driver turns on the radio, and I'm subjected to . . . . . .

 

 

Wait for it . . . . .

 

 

 

 

Rick Dees weekly Top 40!

 

How messed up is that?!?