Kuala Lumpur

As per the journey to Australia via certain points of interest, it was always my intention to break up the journey home as well. K.L seemed the obvious place. We stayed once again at the very conveniently located Soho Suites, and with a top end view of the Petronus Towers the location is perfect. This was to be a break of relaxation, home cooking and not a lot else. Truth be known we are also here to get away from the expense of Australia whilst passing time before heading off to Spain to meet Daddy Bunny. DB is going to Benidorm on the 10th, (or so he said) so we planned our entire trip to end in Spain, starting the 10th.

Actually, lets recap this whole trip.

Starting at the beginning when our very first flights to Gatwick were cancelled, supposedly not leaving until Tuesday, instead of Monday. ( rapidly rearranged, and all was well again)

Daddy B booked his trip to Spain leaving on the 10th. We planned accordingly. Booking flights to Stansted on the 10th with the intention of flying straight back out to Spain. He later told us after flights were booked that he didn`t go until the 15th,

Lets fly to Cairns to see Margaret. We booked the flights, she told us they would be in Brisbane!. ( this would later change when Peter was unable to fly)

Booked for 4 days, lost one when we crossed the date line.

No Internet. No Christmas films. Huge sore point.

Hire car got bumped in an Aussie Car Park, first time in forever the insurance policy was poorly worded, and maybe just maybe (time will still tell) we have a sh.t tonne of excess to pay.

Credit cards and Driving licence, lost (stolen?) in transit to Morocco.

Lastly. Our 11.50 daytime flight home from Spain, was accidently booked as the 6.00am flight instead.

Rookie flyer error. Packed all our oversize toiletries, cooking oil, milk into our big bags, not an issue as we have hold luggage. We totally forgot about the bit about sending stuff home in two large boxes because we wanted to fly cabin bag only to our next destinations. So whose bags got pulled due to excess liquids?.....doh!!!!

Boxes to send home, again! type of trip, or poor choices? either way, once again we had to send boxes home. We could do it from home. Evri. So much cheaper. Nearest drop off, 1.4 miles from the airport. Perfect. Except that it cost us £18 for that short taxi ride. We failed to consider the £7.50 drop off fee that every taxi is charged as they enter the airport. We got the bus back.

Back to Kuala Lumpur.

My first observation, and a point that I forgot, KL is a very smart city. Whilst there are a lot of tourists, in usual tourist garb, the majority of people are very smartly dressed. Reminded me a bit of Christchurch New Zealand, another smart city, and another city in which I only had my casual backpacking mildly creased day wear with me. It is hot and humid, and shorts whilst acceptable, should be dressed up, not down. With the city hot, and the mall air conditioned, it was there we spent the most time. The Mall closest to Soho is very nice, and huge. Every shop from the Gucci to Uniqlo and every price range in between. Wonderful if you have an unlimited baggage allowance, and not just packed all your surplus gear into two boxes to send back home. Still, I really don`t mind window shopping, but that`s a past time way down on Mr B`s love list. We did not go to the Mall often, in fact Mr B spent two days watching the cricket at a nearby bar, whilst Mrs B took the opportunity to catch up with some films. (non Christmas variety) I cannot believe, that Christmas 25 came and went without Home Alone !

We had just one evening out in KL, and that was to the cinema. We both really wanted to watch the new Zootopia 2. It was an evening to be well and truly spoilt by the most ignorant, loud, self important, little madam, that we have ever encountered.

Nutshell. Family of 4. Two kids sat and watched the film, 2 ran riot to the point that we had to bed the parents to keep their children close by, and quiet. How very dare we ask them to control their children....lets just say the atmosphere and the film was well and truly spoilt. Don`t tar everyone with the same brush they say, but it did remind us of just how self important some people think they are, particularly in certain parts of the world.

With our time coming to a close in KL, on the 10th in fact, and our plans to meet up with Daddy B not coming into fruition until the 15th, we had roughly a week to fill. We could go anywhere, so where should we chose, where did we choose?

Until next time K.L. or will next time be Singapore we wonder..