We were struggling to find the hostel we had in mind and stumbled upon a little place called Daddy's Home. It wasn't great, but it was 9pm and we'd just spent 4.5 hours in the car coming across Malaysia..... We were tired. We wanted to dump our bags and have a quick wander in Chinatown. And that's exactly what we did.
The following morning I rose early to book my flight from Singapore to Borneo..... I'd planned to leave KL the following morning and take a bus to Singapore and have a couple of days exploring there before heading out. When I read my email confirmation I realised I'd booked the flight from Singapore for the following night..... And seeing as the flight was now already within 48 hours it was not possible to make an amendment. Balls. I had to work with this. Laura was leaving that evening to fly home to Argentina via New Zealand, so we had a full day in KL together, and we had more fun!
We wandered for a couple of hours, then used the superb monorail system. Laura had already been here on her way North so kind of knew where she was going.... sometimes.... we eventually ended up at the Petronas Twin Towers..... and what an impressive piece of architecture they are!
Apparently at night, when they are all lit up, then they'll knock my socks off. We headed through the Christmas filled shopping mall towards the Sky Bar to take in the view over KL. Impressive yet again!
We grabbed food wandered a little more then headed back to leave Laura with plenty of time for getting to the airport. We still had an hour so snuggled up on the upstairs sofa and chilled. One of the owners of Daddy's Home was very chatty whilst we were downstairs sorting our bags. He was telling us he'd lost his wife 30 years ago and had been a batchelor every since. When we told him we were going separate ways this evening he rummaged around for tissues to dab away the tears! Ha ha! Funny guy.
When it was time to leave I walked with Laura to the train station. We said our goodbyes and I moped my way back to Daddy's Home. The friendly chatty guy had disappeared..... and this is where a strange story begins....
I went upstairs to the breakfast area. I heard the communal shower running and assumed the guy was in there taking a wash. A couple of minutes later the double saloon style door opened. He stood there with his towel wrapped around his waist.... but he was hesitating. I started to chat to him, but he swiftly said, 'we talk later'. He then walked out through the doors, and in his trailing hand was a huge golden macaque monkey..... Off we went up the hallway holding hands with this very large ape..... I'd never seen anything like it in my life! Was he just 'washing the monkey' or was this powerful, hairy beast his new life partner? Well I guess I'll never know. It didn't really seem appropriate to ask.
Just as I was leaving he returned to his desk with said huge macaque draped around his neck and shoulders, tethered by a strong leash. He seemed pretty aggressive. The monkey, not the guy. He went on to say that he'd been watching myself and Laura on the CCTV camera positioned up over the sofa we had been 'chilling out' on an hour or so before. He said it was lovely to see such affection. So in the last hour I'd seen him come out of the shower with a huge monkey and found out that he'd been watching us whilst we were upstairs! Ha ha! Wow!!! Interesting guy! I said my goodbyes, grabbed all my gear and headed back on the monorail towards the Twin Towers.
When I arrived the light levels were low. The Petronas Towers were yet to be illuminated. I waited patiently taking in everything around me. I had 5 hours until my bus was leaving for Singapore at 11.30pm so there was no rush.
A guy approached me an offered me a boxed iPhone 7 for the equivalent of £300.... I took a look at it. It seemed genuine.... But I assumed it wasn't.... It was totally unused and had all the bits and pieces that come with it.... It was unlocked.... Hmmmm tempting.... He continued to bother me over the next hour whilst I took pictures of the now stunning looking towers.
I was carrying all my gear, which at night can leave you feeling a little open to skullduggery. But here in the centre of KL I felt pretty safe and secure. I walked through the shopping mall again and out to the fountains at the back. The water danced to the rhythm of the music. It was an impressive show.
I walked back towards the Sky Bar. I thought seeing KL illuminated at night would look pretty impressive, but whilst enroute I became distracted by this pretty water feature.
I dumped my bags at the reception of the The Traders Hotel and headed up to the Sky Bar in the elevator. I walked through the scanner, had a brief chat and chuckle with the security guy then got told by the staff that there was a cover charge for entering the Sky Bar this evening. I asked if I could just pop in to grab a picture from the window. Not without paying said the lady. She turned away and lead some other paying clientele to a table. I asked the younger lady behind the counter if I could just have two minutes to take a couple of shots. She smiled and agreed. Two minutes later I was leaving..... the reflection on the windows made the shot almost impossible, so I was glad I didn't pay to go in and have a drink. I headed back to the fountains and chilled out for a while.
I decided it was time to head back towards the bus station. I needed to catch the monorail then walk for 15 minutes to get to where I needed to be..... and it was easy to get lost.
As it happens I made it in good time and the bus set off at 11.30pm as per schedule. I was off to Singapore.....