We celebrated the end of our assignment in the Buku Bintang area of KL. First we went to the whiskey bar. We ordered samplers of several half ounce glasses (I tried the Japanese collection) and then walked to Alor street to sample KL street food: durian, sweet yellow and spicy green mango, crayfish and other fish and meat on bamboo skewers, fresh coconut milk, coconut ice cream and much more.
At breakfast we said goodbye to T. who should have landed in Sri Lanka by now. We packed up, did a rather stupid walk at the hottest part of the day in a rather tepid park, took a cab to our new digs, the majestic Majestic Hotel. We splurged by buying the upgrade special for 75 dollars a night which put us in the original Majestic building, feeling like we landed in the days of the Raj. the British left their fingerprints all over the place. The upgrade came with breakfast (apparently quite a spread), an English tea at 5, cocktails at 6, free laundry, free minibar contents and our own butler. After a week of mediocrity and too many Chinese for company in the Best Western, we felt like royalty. We have now a 2 room suite with plenty of horizontal surfaces to spread our belongings; it’s a relief after our dormitary style Best Western roomlet with its tiny desk and twin beds, and hardly any space to manoeuver.
We visited the nearby Textile museum, Axel for the second time, and learned about the many inventive ways that the Malay have adorned their bodies and heads with the most amazing textiles and hats. I don’t understand how these textile techniques work, let alone how they were invented, but for Axel the silk painter, it was all very illuminating.
Tomorrow we will sample the breakfast buffet which will no doubt be an improvement on our breakfast experience of the last few days. At 9 a driver will pick us up to go tho Malaka, a place of great historical interest, some two hours south of KL.
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