After a lazy morning (much needed), we headed towards Little India for a quick explore. We had lunch in an amazing vegetarian Indian restaurant where I had a thali and Sarah had a lime soda - if that doesn't take you back Dad I don't know what will. The food was incredible and cheap, and spurred us on to... shopping (surprise surprise).
Navigating our ways down the back streets smelling of rotting fruit (the street, not us), we could almost have been in Bombay, and the difference in culture was striking. We strolled the market stalls and picked up some Indian delights, which have to remain a surprise at the moment...
By now, hot and tired, Sarah had a funny turn in a cafe and lost her hearing momentarily (!), but, as ever, was perked up by a cup of tea. Seriously, that girl has an earl grey stream, not a blood stream.
Once recovered, we traveled back into the centre via the monorail and LRT trains and went to Times Square Mall (13 floors with an inbuilt rollercoaster, no less) to catch the new Harry Potter film. Sarah, the girl who "never cries at films" actually cried four times, mostly because of the English scenery (and when Dumbledore died). I laughed. Not at the extremely violent death, at her.
So, another day ends here in KL, it's pretty late, we're sat here giggling and thinking of you all before we go to share another beer before bed. Much love.
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