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Published: February 3rd 2010
Twelve hour flight and eight hours ahead brought us to KL first thing in the morning and to an great but bargain hotel, the best combination. Amel had organised some Couchsurfing activity before our arrival, not a bed for the night this time but a party on the 27th floor of some posh high rise in the golden triangle as they call it. The guy who’s party it was describes himself on his profile as being semi-retired but still trading on the European market and also that he’s being “mentored by people at the top of their fields” so we arrived thinking we were going to meet a prize dickhead, in fact he was quite nice in the flesh, perhaps his girlfriend writes his profile. He has a Malayan girlfriend which I guess is why he has set up home here although he claims its because he’s a night person and of course the European market is live when its night time here. This guy has thrown the party open to the entire KL Couchsurfing group so I’m thinking there are going to be hundreds there, in fact, more like forty but some interesting and different people including an English/French couple
who have cycled to the party, additionally, they have cycled through 47 countries in a the last five years, yes, they have been travelling non-stop for the last five years on a budget of £15 a day, this meant that they had been Couchsurfing and camping wherever they went. The visible signs of their tight budget were that they were both very lean, came to the party with nothing but were eating everything and both slipped off during the evening to make use of the shower. We also met some very helpful locals who helped to plan our next few days in KL. We managed to fight the jet lag until midnight and then off home to bed.
The next day we wandered around KL, went down to Chinatown and by the afternoon came to the conclusion that KL was a place of shopping malls, good places to eat and not a lot else. We met another couchsurfer, Patricia in the afternoon who is an artist and English teacher and had moved to KL from Borneo. She was lovely and gave us her afternoon and evening to show us some sights of KL and introduced us to some local
food including an incredibly smelly and foul tasting fruit, can’t remember its name but I will know it if I see it!
The day before our flight to Sydney we took a coach to a popular seaside town recommended by the couchsurfers we met at the party. Bit of a waste of time. The scenery from the coach was good to get a bit of a feel for Malaysia but the town had nothing to offer except a few dull colonial buildings.
The next day we caught our flight in the evening to Sydney, arriving at 8 in the morning.
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