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Published: February 28th 2020
On our final evening we went to a fabulous vegetarian restaurant, the best I’ve ever eaten at, and it was just round the corner from our hotel. It‘s called the Mori Vegetarian Tea House. We were unfashionably early at 6pm but a tour group and a family arrived just after us. The food was sensational, sweet and sour jackfruit, mushroom satay, olive fried rice and drinks cost £6.50 each. It’s quite stark inside, not full of atmosphere but the food is to die for. They close at 9, so you have to be there by 8.15 at the latest. Then we walked down to the quay for the boat trip, 25 ringgits including a bottle of water in a carrying bag and a cute (not) keyring. We thought ho hum, this will be a bit boring maybe but we were wrong, as there is so much more to the city we hadn’t seen along the river, lots more street art and lovely bridges. It would be fantastic in the dark, not that we think keeping going until 12pm is really necessary. The best part was going past Kampong Morten, with its traditional houses and local people waving at us. I had
seen it’s one option for a guided walk, and really wish we’d done it, to see how local people live. It looked well kept and interesting historically.
Another noisy night, but not as bad as the first one. No singing. We decided against going out for breakfast as our bus was at 9.30 and it would have been a worry as nowhere much opened until 8, and that wasn’t nearby.. We got a Grab (he was grumpy and didn’t want to help with our bags). When I opened the Grab app I saw that someone called Mohamad had registered his name and email on my account, which freaked me out and so we booked on Gill’s phone. The only person locally I’d given my Malaysian number too was the bike tour guy (we didn’t end up going). Eventually I managed to delete him and put a pin and fingerprint ID onto the account, which had my credit card on it. No rides had been booked and he hadn’t been able to confirm his email address. Also it was my photo, not very Mohammad-like! To be sure I took the card off and registered with PayPal instead, but if you
are thinking of using the app make sure you use all the privacy options and maybe pay cash rather than register a card, so there’s no chance of being hijacked!
We bought croissants and buns at a bakery in the bus station, which was clean and well organised. There were hardly any other westerners there. Our company was an express service, KKKL, but you take your printout to show at a centralised ticket place and for 70 sen each they print off another one. As usual, everybody was so helpful and chatty with us, asking where we were from. You have to swipe the code on the ticket through a barrier and look for your bay number on the screens. These are slow to clear so there are pages of it, many long since departed. They don’t let you into the platform until just before departure time and you put your bags on yourself, but the seats are numbered so there is no problem. We were at the front again, but there wasn’t quite as much room as on the Singapore one. It took about 2 1/2 hours to get to TBS, the main bus station to the south
of KL. It was spotless, lots of eateries, easy to negotiate. There are escalators and lifts everywhere, no need to carry your bags up stairs.
We walked over to the train station and you have a couple of options of trains. We got it a bit wrong and got the KL Komuter, which stops a lot, but was super cheap at 2.40 ringgits each. The express train is a better option, more frequent. We had to wait about 25 minutes for our train which then took 30 minutes to get to KL Sentral. Back on familiar territory then!
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