The bus journey to KL was the slowest ever. The bus was geared so low (must have been for the mountainous climbs) that whenever the bus was on a hill on the motorway the driver put the bus into neutral so we could speed up as he'd run out of gears! After what seemed like an eternity we arrive in KL and checked into our Chinatown hostel. We managed to avoid the dorm thankfully and got a double room (with bunk beds) for 60p each a night more, worth it. We left pretty much straight away avoiding hanging around in our box without windows and explored Chinatown.

Chinatown was pretty interesting, lot of markets with stuff going on, although all the gear was fake, still no Burnley shirts!

We visited the Merdeka square hoping to visit the National Museum (as it was free entry) but it was unfortunately closed but we stopped the national flag pole (proclaimed as the highest in the world at 100 metres) with the Malaysian flag sat on top (where once sat the good old union jack). In front was a huge field where we saw a concrete cricket wicket, Tom's eyes lit up and we went to have a look.

The headed back towards our guesthouse en route stopping at the very poor market which it turns out is just for tourists, don't who buys this crap!

We grabbed tea at a Chinese place but it was rubbish. They really do like giving you the worse possible pieces of meat. It was meant to be some kind of Chinese chicken curry with rice but the rice had been sat for ages, the sauce was pretty average, and the chicken feet just don't have any meat on them!

Later in the evening we watched Burnley get whipped by Blackburn over the internet but on the upside of things we found a place to have our first real beer in Malaysia, might have been £2.60 but was haven't had any for a week or two now.