Kuala Lumpur is so hectic!

It is trying to be like Singapore, with the fabcy shopping malls and expensive shops and cool new monorail system, but the people can't really keep up... Demonstrated by the amount of times someone spat dangerously close to my flip flops, and also how they don't seem to understand the concept of a pavement.

Chinatown and Little India were both huge marketplaces with all sorts of counterfeit and/or stolen goods, fun to find so many bargains! I stayed in a hostel in a place called Bukit Bintang, essentially at night this becomes hawker central and fills with stalls selling all the food you could imagine.

I went up the KL tower, fourth highest in the world, and when we stepped out of the elevator it felt like we were in a cloud! The smog is incredible, quite disgusting really. Everything was hazy. But the view was great! Waaay above everything else in the skyline, saw the Petronas Towers all small and insignificant, and the rest of the city sprawled out into the mountains beyond.

What seems like a relatively easy stroll along a main road is in fact a death-defying feat of courage and insanity. I was almost hit by a car, it was very close and the guy didn't even flinch as I jumped out of the way. It is more than likely that a motorcycle will appear out of a corner just as you thought it was safe to cross. And the lack of a continous pavement means you have to weave your way in and out of the road and motorbikes so frankly I would rather take the monorail.

At night our street turned into party central, with lights and music and food and drink flowing everywhere. Several people in the hostel play the guitar so we would sit around and listen, perhaps have a beer and relax in the hot tropical night!