Last weekend was nothing less than a stressful weekend to say the very least. A few friends (Marc, Sunita, Sabrina, and Lukas) and I decided that we would meet up with some other friends (Kush and Jeff) coming home from Thailand in Kuala Lumpur, the lovely capital of Malaysia. It started out a bit stressful as we were rushed to get on the earliest bus possible by Lukas--this attitude that he thought we had somewhere to be ASAP continued throughout the trip and caused us to feel rushed even when simply walking to find a place for dinner. We got on the bus at 2:30PM and were promised by the driver that we were leaving at 3. That being said, the bus set off on our four-hour journey to KL at around 4:30PM. We arrived in the middle of the city--literally the bus dropped us off at a random corner in downtown KL--at around 9PM after a thirty minute dinner break for the driver. Time clearly means nothing in Malaysian culture as we would also find out on the way home when our 12PM bus left promptly at 2PM.
We then got a cab with a driver who drove us around for another thirty minutes looking for our hostel when in the end, we told him where to go! After checking in, we went to look for food and a cold drink. We sat around talking until the wee hours of the morning at a hawker center near our hostel, and went to bed with plans of waking up at 7AM to get in line for tickets to go up into the famous Patronas Towers of KL. Needless to say we didn't wake up until 11AM, so settled for a coffee from Starbucks, and a trip to the Menara Tower--the fourth tallest tower in the world. The Patronas towers are actually taller, but you can see them from the Menara Tower. When we got there, practically jogging there no doubt, we found that it was better to view at night, so we set out for the Batu Caves.
Catching a bus in KL is completely random. You don't really know what bus to get on, and there is not really a station, more like a general area where busses tend to stop, so you had better be on your toes. Just as we were leaving Menara, it began to rain, and I don't just mean rain, I mean downpour. Despite the unnerving weather, we caught a bus at the City Centre to the Batu Caves.
The Batu Caves are a series of caves and cave temples which happen to be one of the most popular Hindu shrines outside of India. It is the place where the Hindu festival of Thaipusam in Malaysia is held. We got to see a glimpse of this festival while we were there!
To get into the caves and temples in the caves you pass a giant statue of Lord Murugan and climb 272 steep stairs!
After the Batu Caves we rushed back on a 45 minute bus ride to downtown to go shopping for a bit in Chinatown. There we saw every brand of knock-off you can imagine, and ate some fried food as nothing else is too safe. After Chinatown we went back to the Menara Tower for our night viewing of the Patronas Towers. It seemed absurd to me to pay to go into one tower only to see another, not to mention that once you've seen one skyscraper, they all look alike. Regardless, we went, we saw, and it was less than incredible. The Patronas Towers actually looked more exciting to me from the ground looking up. However, they are a landmark and a must-see of Kuala Lumpur, so I can say, "I've seen it."
After the towers, we were finally able to meet up with Kush and Jeff after trying to get in touch with them all day. We went out for dinner, and basically called it a night. By that point we were all at each other's throats and ready to fall over because we were so tired of running around everywhere. I needed to relax. The next morning Marc and Lukas got up to actually go inside the Patronas towers. I passed on that deal as I was pretty sure another outing with them would not be in either of our best interests. The girls all hung out and got ready to go home. As I said before, the bus ride that we rushed to catch at noon did not leave until 2PM, so we got even more frustrated, not to mention we had to look all over downtown for our bus as it didn't stop in the station. When we finally found it, it was packed full with only the worst five seats left on the bus--the very back seats.
To say the least, it was a long four hour bus ride home. You can see how cramped we were. We were so hungry when we got to the rest stop that we all got off to grab a bite. This would have been fine if the others would have let us know they were getting back on the bus with the bus driver, but instead they left Sabrina and I at the rest stop. We came out after eating our dinners to find no bus, no Marc, no Lukas, and no Sunita. "They wouldn't" we said to each other, but they had. Just as we said that we see a bus reversing and see Lukas' head pop out of the back window yelling at us to come on. This was a perfect summary to our weekend getaway to KL I'm pretty sure. Crappy.
While I realize that you can't win them all, this was an awful trip. I didn't care too much for KL, not to mention it really taught me the kinds of people I can and cannot travel with. I like seeing as much as we can, and getting the most out of a visit, but I also believe that in order to experience a city, you can't literally run through without stopping to look around a bit and learn the culture of the city/people. I was glad that I was traveling with Lukas and Marc on a short trip to a not so exiting place, otherwise, I think I would have been really disappointed. Instead, I was just pissed.
We just booked our trip for recess week. I am traveling with Rafael (from Finland), Saly (from IL) and Sabrina (NY) to the Philippines, then to Hong Kong and Macau. This is over the span of 11 days. I am really excited about it even though I at first had my heart set on Vietnam and Cambodia, but I will do those countries later I suppose. I think this will be a nice group to travel with, wanting to get the same things out of their trip as I do--a nice mix of relaxation and exploration.
Until next time!