Malaysia to the Max

We hardly recognised the growing metropolis of Kuala Lumpur.  Well, it has been some time!!  But whilst some nations languish, Malaysia has advanced full speed and dare I say it, Sydney could use some lessons, especially in the art of people moving. 

PETRONAS Twin Towers

We had planned two days in KL with maybe a side trip to my favourite destination, Malaka, and a day to visit Port Dickson, home of the original Penawar and base for our 2 year stay in the early 80's.  Clearly, things were vastly different and we could only hope that many of the places were still around.  It's nice to revisit with the past, especially happy memories and I had been simmering for a return to Malaysia, particularly after recently becoming engrossed in Peter Carey's "My Life as a Fake".

The Monorail passed by our hotel so on our first day we used that as a means to orientate ourselves to the brave new landscape of KL, alighting at Sentral to source some touristy information...but with limited success  Not too many freelance tourists I guessed? 

We noted the KLIA express makes travelling fast & easy, and how smart to load your baggage in KL at the airline check-in rather than carrying it all the way to the airport! 

KL is one big shopping mall - a bargain hunter's paradise, I'm sure.  We decided this wasn't for us and headed for the stainless steel twin towers, this time on the light rail.  So faaasssst!  At the towers, visitors were only allowed onto the walk bridge connecting the towers and the daily quota was up, so we took a few snaps from outside and hailed a cab for the craft museum. 

The Craft Museum itself was closed, leaving a village of shops to explore. There was some exquisite weaving, batiks and painted cloth in traditional styles, but it was all quite expensive, cloth was generally made up into something and so, it all had to stay in the shops!

Maternity Hospital still going strong

We moved on slowly, caught in KL's famous Friday gridlock, to the Chinese Maternity Hospital. Again a few snaps and heaps of memories - the tree monkey was born here 24 years ago....  We walked on to Bukit Bintang - the distances seemed so much further apart in those days - to our old shopping haunt and the hotel where we stayed before moving to PD. The hotel was very swish now and the mall - well, full of shops and people!  Clutching a few beers we headed back to the hotel to spruce up before heading out to find the Coliseum Cafe.

At least our favourite Cafe hadn't changed. One of the waiters said he had been working there for 30 years (quite possibly in the same white shirt....). Captain Morgan, head waiter, preempted our order - why waste time reading the menu, right?  Large steaks were quickly delivered to our table on a very old trolley, the sizzling was added with a flourish and a flood of mushroom gravy. The room was misted up from hissing steaks and the ambiance was certainly very old Chinese KL (established in 1921).  I forgot to mention the bibs - better than serviettes   The steak was very good, thus keeping the Coliseum popular with a nice mix of patrons from the tourist, local and  expat community. 

Globe Silk Store

After dinner we walked up Jalan Tuanku Abdul Rahman and unexpectedly passed Globe Silk Store.  I really had gotten my navigation wires crossed.  In our day, it was "the" department store in Chinatown, although now somewhat dwarfed by its space-age cousins.  They had some lovely fabrics back then and regretfully I wasn't as much into patchwork, so no stash builders!  However I do still have a chinese-style silk blouse that I bought there in the 80's....and sadly no, it doesn't fit me any more!