I have now been overseas for a whole week. I have set food on 4 nations and visited 5 cities in this time. My arrival back in Kuala Lumpur is no glorious than before It is tragic that I have left my fucking HD Nano Clip camcorder. But then I realized I left it in my bag.
In the 2 times I have been to Kuala Lumpur I have never taken the public transport. I always took taxis as the rail lines were too confusing. I took the infamous monorail from KL Sentral to KLCC and got myself outside the famous Pretoria towers.
I have not been up the towers as I see it as a tourist trap. When I went to America in 2010 I went up: The Rockefeller, Empire State Building, Statue of Liberty and the CN tower in Canada.
I have not been up any tower in the world since 2010 apart from the fact I got free entry to Sydney Centre point tower in September 2014
After a short walk around town I found the famous Tourism center of Malaysia. I brought a 45 Ringgit bus ticket that takes 2 hours to do a whole loop of KL without getting off.
A Nigerian man got on the bus and he started acting friendly. I don’t mean to be racist or discriminating but there is always an issue with Nigerian people in places like Kuala Lumpur, Bangkok and Tokyo. I have read that people have been conned into “Black Money scams” while on holiday in Bangkok.
You can't trust Nigerians at all. The only type of Africans I trust are Ethiopian, Ghanaians and the ones in the south. Those type of people don’t scam you.
After 2 stops I got off the bus and just made a run for it. I saved myself losing money to this guy even if he was a genuine honest good working hard saving Nigerian. But the hard things is Nigerians are getting let into these countries like Malaysia and Thailand and that’s how they are running their scams.
It only cost 5 ringgit to get into the Museum and best of all you can take a fuck load of photos without having to ask permission.
The one thing I loved about the national museum was the nationalist part about Malayan independence in 1957 and how the Sultans were able to form 1 nation of Malaysia. It mentions a little bit about the Malayan emergency but I would prefer to see an exhibit about it.
It was so awesome to see the Crown Jewels of Malaysia.I can't believe i haven't see
I got off at the green part of Kuala Lumpur and I saw the closed memorial to the first PM of Malaysia
I walked all the way to the National Mosque but I had to wait until 3PM to get inside since you can’t enter mosque during prayer time if you are a non-Muslim. So I walked all the way to Medeka Square where Independence was declared in August 1957.
I visited St Mary’s Anglican Cathedral and I was hoping to see my friend Archbishop Murphy but I think I need to make contact with him. Trying to find a Malaysian Bishop in Malaysia is like finding a dog hair at a barber shop
I got into the Mosque at 3pm and didn’t have to wear a robe. I asked the staff if anyone was buried here and they didn’t what I was looking for. Down the hall surrounded by a giant dome lies the graves of former Prime Ministers and vice PM of Malaysia. They even have a cemetery outside for government ministers who have died as they are ""national heroes".
It’s just stupid all the flights that leave KL have to go from 2 airports.. Its only takes less than 30 minutes to get a train from KL Sentral to KLIA but taking the bus from KL Sentral to KLIA 2 is fucking horrible.
I remember getting off the plane at the shitty Low cost carrier Terminal in 2012/2013 and having to walk off the plane and into the airport for passport control then the bus to KL Sentral would take a whole hour
It took nearly a fucking hour to get to KLIA. I kept telling myself" YOUR GETTING ON THAT PLANE AND YOUR GOING TO SARAWAK, YOUR GOING TO BRUNEI AND YOUR GOING TO MANILA"
The bus company was retarded as they parked down stairs I had to run up 3 level of escalators before i got to the departure lounge. The Indians with Their luggage on an escalator make me wanted to barge past.
The screen said “check in closed” but it wasn’t 45 minutes till my flight left. I waited anxiously as the Air Asia staff had to check in 2 dimwits in front of me with their fucking luggage.
When it was my turn I had to pay 10 ringgit to check in. I got my boarding pass and rushed myself to the security checkpoint.
I empty all my pockets took my laptop out and my boots off like I have been doing this since 2010. Walked on through no frisking needed. I packed everything in my bag and made a run for it even having to tell Malayans to get the hell out of my way!
It was 6.40pm the flight was supposed to leave at 7.20PM. The lovely Thai lady told me I made it in time and I could relax.
I have only every missed one flight in my whole 5 years of traveling. It was a cheap flight from Chicago to Buffalo at 11am in the morning. Because I didn’t get out of bed early I missed the Meta train From Elgin into town and had to get a Taxi from somewhere near Lincoln Park. It was a cheap flight but I then had to pay $200 to get on a flight to Buffalo that day.
I was very grateful that I made this flight. If I was smart enough I would have taken a taxi from the Mosque to KL Sentral and left at 4pm.
The bad bit about it was because I was traveling domestic between West Malaysia and Sarawak there was no passport control. So I didn’t get stamped out of Malaysia and I thought it was wrong because yes I am heading to Sarawak they have separate immigration requirements than Sabah and the Malaysian peninsular
I just got on the flight and worried about my troubles later. I splurged 18 ringgit on snacks on Air Asia but it’s a shame they didn’t have any rice wine or Soju.
I landed at Kuching Airport around 9pm and to my surprise there was passport control. This is like having to show a passport to cross from New South Wales to Queensland and having to be stamped
I was still in Malaysia as I said to the Immigration officer "I'm really sorry sir but they didn’t stamp me out of KLIA as there was no passport control" He found it odd that a foreigner wouldn’t get an exit stamp at the airport, But he said I was fine as I had only been in Malaysia for a day as he stamped me into Sarawak for 90 days,
I paid 27 ringgit to get a Taxi into town as there was no cheaper option. The Taxi driver was a nice Chinese-Malaysian and he knew allot about the Brookes family. He dropped me off at "Beds Guesthouse"
I checked into the hostel as it was only 17 MYR a night or about $7 for a dorm bed. This is allot cheaper than what I have paid for in Dili, Jakarta and Singapore but it’s so lonely as I am like the only backpacker in the hostel.
I had a bag full of toothpastes and now one of them has explode so I have just thrown out all my toothpastes and even my earphone. It’s lucky I put these things in zip lock bags as medication and gel can burst and go everywhere
Even though I carry my passport in a money bag they are protected by a cover and they are stored in a zip lock bag.
The Wi-Fi at “Beds” was free as it was good to be online again