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Coming into land I could see that Malaysia is covered in lush green vegetation. It's thick with neatly planted palm trees that make for a real life magic eye puzzle from above.
Through Immigration with no problems or questions. No onward travel needed. Ah well. Collected our bags and headed out to find Emy and Athira.
A little too-ing and fro-ing in and out of wifi to keep an eye on messages we were eventually picked up by our Malaysian fellow Shanghai hostel friends. The rain was there to greet us too. No worries into Emy's Volvo and we were off. We chatted about China what they did, where they went and our journey, the new 90 year old Malaysian Prime Minster, the former Prime Minster, the weather (of course) and their soon to be new arrival. They were expecting their first child, a little girl, on the 3rd of July. We suspected they were pregnant in Shanghai but never asked. Now you've heard of 'Fast Eddy' (Motorhead)? Well this is 'Fast Emy'. Zip zooming in and out of the four lanes undertaking, overtaking like it was going out of fashion! Emy is very keen on motor racing, he pointed out Sepang race circuit mentioning he likes to race there sometimes - no kidding! If you couldn't guess from the Sepang race circuit sticker on the car, his Whatsapp profile, you knew by his car interior and nippy driving. However, it was a tad fun for me I'll admit. Frank? Hmm, not so much. Here there are a lot of scooters and motorbikes. And not electric like in China no. All petrol run and much noisier than home.
Kuala Lumper was some way away and soon enough we drew close and could see the Twin Petronas Towers. Athira pointed out her University and other iconic/interesting sites - it was our own personal tour of KL! Cool. Lots of road and pavements works in the city and one way roads too. By 6pm we were dropped off at our Mingle Hostel and arranged to meet up with the pair later for food and a little more site seeing.
Up the stairs and check-in to our double room - what luxury. A mezzanine bed, A/C, small desk & chair, towels, sink and mirror, with room to swing a cat. Like I said luxury. Mingle is staffed by mix reflective of Malaysian society - Malay, Chinese, Indian and Muslim. A real relaxed natural warm vibe about the place. Very rustic in decor, celling fans, old fashion typewriter, bare brick walls, it kind of had a Cuban feel to it. A bit of business (atm, calling our bank a little trouble with Frank's cards but soon remedied). We spruced up and wandered up to the bar. It's a separate business to the hostel but residents get their own entrance, a long social table and 10% off drinks. Top dollar.
Before we entered the bar we heard a woman calling "Hello? Hello?"
"Hello?" I returned, more in jest than anything.
"Oh, hello", came a giggling reply. And thus we met Madi (Canadian), Nadine (Netherlands), Jermane (San Francisco), Leia (Germany) and Anna (also Netherlands).
A quick chat and beer while waiting for Emy and Athira, then back in the car for a twilight tour of Kuala Lumper, street food - Mee Goreng (fried noodles) and an Avocado milkshake. The couple walked us round to the Petronas Twin Towers for photos and selfies all with a full moon in the sky - beautiful.
We headed back to the hostel, not wanting to be too late (it has been a long day afterall). We bid goodbye to Emy and Athira. Back to the bar for one last beer...
More people were at the hostel table with the new gang - Kurt (Bristol), Flora (France), Olivia (Germany) and Dee (Netherlands).
"If we have 10 people at this table drinking beer we get a free punch cocktail each!" Madi proclaimed. Well we may as well stick it out here then. He he. It was rather a busy night so pinning down the barman for this reward proved time (and beer) consuming. Good for travel stories (including squat toilet stories, spicy food, ping pong shows and tuk-tuk rides). Great fun and good belly laughs. 1:30 signalled our free punch cocktails I had Frank's him not being a cocktail fan. Whoo hoo. Happy Birthday me! Eventually bed at 2am ... ish.
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