Saturday, December 22, 2007
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Short talk from the unknown (Trust me you don't really know me):
Just returned from Malaysia. Been there for 10 days. There's a lot to tell, and of course I won't post it in this one entry. So let's get started.
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There's not much for me to tell about the day I departed except that the Brunei International Airport is still pitiful even after all these years. My flight was delayed for about 1 hour 30 minutes -_-"
I'm flying with Air Asia by the way. So it landed at LCCT - Low Cost Carrier Terminal, a few kilometres away from KLIA. The name sounds a bit offensive to me, don't you think so?
It was very late when we arrived plus another extra 15-30 minutes delay, so we went to my uncle's apartment straight away to sleep.
A nice view of the KL Tower from my Uncle's apartment.
After a few hours sleep, we walked to KLCC. Yea, walked. Due to the constant bad traffic in KL, it is better to walk. Along the way, we spotted a few manufacturing companies. Since it's free, we decided to visit Beryl's Chocolate House.
And to my astonishment, I saw Willy Wonka!
Nah, just kidding. Bolivian joke -_-
A promotion from Beryl's.
Inside...
Don't ask me what this is.
Oh, these guys have a lot of chocolate variations too. From the original nut chocolates to some tasteless chocolates (What's the point...) and to a surprising curry chocolate! Man, there are a lot people with funny ideas in this world...
AHA! Caught the errr... what do you call those chocolate makers again?
Ah~ A fine masterpiece.
Presenting my two cute little cousins!
After that, we continued to KLCC. On the way, on the same area, I spotted...
Aunties Ssam! Man, it must be a combined business of a lot of Aunties Ssam... and a gathering of a lot of people with the same name is very very rare and so coincidental, and we're talking about a group of Ssam! How many people do you know with the name Ssam??
Not long later, I spotted this.
Creeeeeeeepy! And a lot of dogs too! Another manufacturing company perhaps? Ssam's Dog-olate House... Lame~
Finally we reached KLCC.
Sickly tall Chritsmas tree. Which other place is more fitting to put a very tall tree than KLCC, one of the tallest buldings in the world?
We had our lunch at Madam Kwan's, a luxurious local cuisine restaurant... and that means expensive food too.
Forgive my bad camera skill.
When I say expensive, I mean it. RM14.20 for a freaking nasi lemak?! I didn't order it, instead I decided to try on the famous nasi bojari.
A freakin' huge chicken.
All and all, I recommended anyone who's planning to go to Malaysia to try the foods here, although the service was really bad actually. The waiters and waitresses seemed to be in a very bad mood at all times even though we were the only customers at that time. Oh well...
By the way, the toilet is outside the restaurant. Meaning, the restaurant is using KLCC's public toilet. There's no washroom in the so called luxurious restaurant.
The sickly huge tree ends up here.
Next stop, Kinokuniya...
...the largest book store company in the world... I think.
Kinokuniya is also part library.So you can just pick your favourite book, sit down on the floor and have fun reading it. Seriously no one will bother you.
Viewing from Kinokuniya.
Then after some shoppings, we returned home.
Wait! There's more! We walked to Petaling Street later that night. Imagine the bazaar at Bandar, the one in front of Pizza Hut. Now multiply it by 8 and imagine it to be a little compact, and you will have Petaling Street.
There were a lot of gangsters doing businesses there! A lot of stuffs to choose from too! From small key chain souvenirs to football jerseys to adult magazines to adult movies and to what I suspected to be prostitution promotion.
Sorry for no pictures. I was too afraid of bringing my mobile phone. My uncle claimed to feel someone touching his back pocket while hanging in the packed street.
By Nazrin, The 'N' of the DEN Corp
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