Got the opportunity to visit Kuala Lumpur in December 2010 on a business trip. This was my 2nd visit to Maylasia having been there in 1995. So I left NY in the middle of winter with coat in tow. 20 hours (ouch!) and way too many bad movies later, I touched down in KL greeted by a sunny hot and sticky day. But what else would you expect landing on terrain that sits on the earth's equator. Backing up a bit, when preparing for landing, the aircraft's crew announces that any dealing in drugs is a crime punishable by death! I think they mean business.
I landed in the wee hours of the morning, but it still took well over an hour to get processed through customs. Standing in line was no fun while fighting the urge to stripe down. Anyway, hopped on the hotel shuttle and enjoyed the lucious landscape decorated by beautiful and plentiful plam trees. 45 minutes later I'm at the hotel. 3 hours later I crashed till the next day.
The hotel was pretty cool and modern. Ate breakfast in a big atrium setting surrounded by international food stations that prepared everthing fresh to order. Felt curious and tried the Indian station. They made me an crepe like pancake - although I think it was actually some form of flat bread served with a variety of sauces. Took the mild sauce since it was early morning. It was yummy!
Over the course of the week I treated my pallet to Cuban, Asian and Indian. Yes, there was very loud Cuban restuarant tucked away on the ground level that featured a live band and dancing. In the late hours one evening I sat in this very masculine cigar room with several colleague nursing some after hour drinks. Envision a dark wood trim room wth glass block walls and fitted with dark brown leather sofas. A pretty macho setting!
Took to the mall on another day and entered what must have been designer nirvana! Never saw a mall sparkle so much. There were more people cleaning and polishing than there were customers. Prada, Vittuon, you name the designer, they were here. Much surprised by all the Christmas Holiday decorations in the Mall and in the streets since Maylasia is overwhelmingly Muslim.
The week flew by quickly and before you know it, I was on the 20 hour trek back home. Malaysia however was a good experience. I must remember to pack more shorts next time around.
I landed in the wee hours of the morning, but it still took well over an hour to get processed through customs. Standing in line was no fun while fighting the urge to stripe down. Anyway, hopped on the hotel shuttle and enjoyed the lucious landscape decorated by beautiful and plentiful plam trees. 45 minutes later I'm at the hotel. 3 hours later I crashed till the next day.
The hotel was pretty cool and modern. Ate breakfast in a big atrium setting surrounded by international food stations that prepared everthing fresh to order. Felt curious and tried the Indian station. They made me an crepe like pancake - although I think it was actually some form of flat bread served with a variety of sauces. Took the mild sauce since it was early morning. It was yummy!
Over the course of the week I treated my pallet to Cuban, Asian and Indian. Yes, there was very loud Cuban restuarant tucked away on the ground level that featured a live band and dancing. In the late hours one evening I sat in this very masculine cigar room with several colleague nursing some after hour drinks. Envision a dark wood trim room wth glass block walls and fitted with dark brown leather sofas. A pretty macho setting!
Yet another evening we ventured out by car service to another hotel for pre-dinner drinks. This hotel was situated opposite the famous Petronas Towers. The towers are quite a sight to behold when fully lit against the backdrop of the night sky. Anyway, on the 37th floor we entered this dimly lit bar that featured a 40 foot pool in the middle of the floor. It also had rain drops falling on it. The setting screamed party, party, party! So we had a few drinks and enjoyed the view of the Petronas Towers from the floor to ceiling glass surround. A chain smoking DJ was playing some pretty lame retro music. Went elsewhere for dinner afterwards.
Took to the mall on another day and entered what must have been designer nirvana! Never saw a mall sparkle so much. There were more people cleaning and polishing than there were customers. Prada, Vittuon, you name the designer, they were here. Much surprised by all the Christmas Holiday decorations in the Mall and in the streets since Maylasia is overwhelmingly Muslim.
The week flew by quickly and before you know it, I was on the 20 hour trek back home. Malaysia however was a good experience. I must remember to pack more shorts next time around.
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