We woke up early, and had breakfast at the guest house. Their yoghurt is mentioned in their Lonely Planet entry, so I had some with my last bit of granola, and Alice had toast because she wanted something hot, as her glands are feeling swollen.

Then we walked across the many busy roads to get to Kuala Lumpur train station. We had to wake up the man at the ticket counter to get our tickets to the Bantu Caves; some Hindu temples are set there. We had to climb 272 steps to get up them, and we had prepared for what we thought would be rainy weather by wearing long sleeved tops and leggings, so we were quite sweaty by the time we reached the top! Apparently there's a festival around January/ February time where Hindus go there to self-mutilate, and we weren't sure whether it was around this time or not, but thankfully we didn't see anyone chopping their own arms off.

I wanted to get a phone shop, so I could buy a new phone (my cheapie Alcatel's buttons didn't last long, and I think it will be handy for when I'm applying for jobs in Australia), a camera shop (to see if they could do anything about getting the sand out the zoom) and an opticians to get more contact lenses, but the man at the ticket counter of Kuala Lumpur station (the very same we woke up earlier) told us to go to KL Sentral, which had a few shops but only the sort you'd get in a biggish London train station, so we asked someone else who told us the next stop on the railway line we'd just got off had a shopping centre.

It was called Mid Valley Megamall, and it was definitely mega! The first food court we went to looked a bit grotty, so we went to the one a floor up, and both had something from the veggie counter. Alice had a BBQ bun and veggie mutton noodle soup, which tasted like meat and had fake skin in, so that she thought it was real! I had a laksa noodle soup. Alice also tried some sea coconut in honey jelly on ice and a kiwi juice.

The shops were more expensive than in Thailand, and were so western, they even had Miss Selfridge and Topshop! I felt a bit too unfashionable to be there though as a backpacker, and also definitely couldn't afford their extortionate prices! I eventually settled on a Nokia, and then we made our return journey back to the guest house.

We went out to the Petaling market, and shared Thai fishcakes, seafood wanton soup and a pudding a bit like peanuts sandwiched between two crumpets for dinner. Dithering between buying a fake designer handbag or to wait until Australia and get a nice unbranded one- my bag is falling apart!