KL awesomeness…

Kicked off to Kuala Lumpur on Friday for Chucky’s birthday bash. Spent a nervous taxi ride through traffic fully expecting my fat travel agent friend to have messed with our tickets. Had a pretty awesome taxi driver and spent the time on way to airport discussing animal fights. Our taxi driver was involved in rooster fighting (you can pick up a Class E cock for $200 - Marcus and I are gonna buy a rooster and become legendary Manila rooster fighters), dog fighting (this is a little too vicious for my likings, but our taxi driver fights pit bulls and great danes) and the sickest of the lot, stallion fighting. Apparently what they do is they get a filly between two stallions, the stallions get all excited then they let the stallions loose and they fight for up to an hour with lots of kicking and biting, before one stallion runs away and lets the winner have his way with the filly.

The 3 of us arrived at the chaos which is Ninoy Aquino airport to find our tickets were still valid and we progressed fairly smoothly through Philippines immigration (only took about 40min in line so we were already upswinging). Our flight was very smooth, with Jethro being the crafty traveller that he is, locking up a 5-seat row to sleep the entire flight.

Meanwhile, I was getting my ass handed to me by Marcus playing Chinese - he run sick goot and I suck unless playing online.

Marcus had lived in KL before and loved it, but it was Jethro’s and my first time there. I thought KL would be poor, maybe something like Manila but I was in for a big surprise. The city is rich, clean, efficient, logical and almost tilt-free, its really amazing. Most of my photos are crap cause my Nokia phone camera sucks, but Marcus took some good shots, so I’ll put up some more photos later.

Malaysia is obviously fairly religious (Muslim) and somewhat restrictive, but I loved it anyway. A huge % of the girls wear hijabs and a lot of them get into hijab fashion with funky colours matching their designer purses and jeans. We had interactions with many people and found them friendly, competent and honest - a far, far cry from Manila.

We were only there for a short time so Marcus, being a KL veteran, became our wonderful tourist guide. As we passed what clearly was a 100-year-old palace or building, I asked Marcus what it was. He looked at it, and said, “Dunno - must be new.” (we found out later it was Old Parliament House).

Friday night we hit the clubs and found some pretty amazing clubs with lots of cute girls that didn’t give me the time of day.

Chucky’s Sat night party was hot but I got smashed and don’t remember much. I remember there being some cute girls, lamb chops so good I resorted to stealing them off strangers’ plates, lots of ridiculous drinking, a girl in an army cap who I saluted smartly and then fell in love with, lots of ridiculous drinking, some nasty 151 shots, people drinking scotch out of the bottle, and I’m drawing a blank….maybe the boys’ pics will jog my memory.

…to be continued…

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