Monday, August 11, 2008

2nd can be to none.




That ends my 2 times in 2 months KL trip with a cranky-tired photo of mine. (Photos are Ending to begining of the trip - top to bottom respectively.)
Tea leave or herbal eggs got me all busy, ate 2 each day after discovering it at Sungeiwang Plaza.
Lunched at Time Square, Kenny Rogers on the 2nd and last day of this trip. A big meal for three but it all went down to our tummies, nice. With the screams of others coming from the inbuilt themepark right above us.

Night at the Petaling Street, China town where our hotel was right around the corner, Hotel Malaya. Not a very impressive hotel at all but the room was pretty decent despite the never ending flushes of the toliet bowl and dark surroundings out at the corridor, good for horror movies so do not go check in there if ya looking for a stay, a humble suggestion.

Packed as usual. Not in this photo it can tell much but trust me it got worst and my mum spins around whenever she get knocked or bummed into on her left then right then left again. Haha, which cost her to loose her shopping mood, but in the end overall got the most.

Mum and I photo at 1Utama which was my 1st visit there. Noting spectacular either - same old.

A&W. Enough for 3 and enough as a reward for walking all the way to KLCC from China Town and for a wasted wait to enter the Sky Bridge at the Twin Towers.


KLCC with the backdrop of the Twin Towers. Why am I depicting the picture for you? Ha.


The long line for only 1700 tickets to the Sky Bridge. It got crowed way early around 630am to 7am. When it only opens at 830am. It was really packed up and this one guy was so stunned when he lined up for so long and had a sign placed in front of him by one of the officals stating

"Sorry, there are no more tickets to be given out." My mum, sis and I happend to be behind him along the way therefore, we had to give it a miss, we tried though.


Though it can be so difficult, give a true smile wont you?

Early in the moring, shutters still down, birds and the still air greeted. We made rounds and ended up at Time Square, accomplishment of walking kilometers, I tell you.

Guess it says it all. We gotta learn too, just have to. Wake up to it.

5am, quiet and all peaceful China Town without the buzz.

Midnight coach Yellow Express Agency. Pretty credible service and ride.

Trip spent - 2nd and 3rd Aug 08'
Coach - Yellow Express
Hotel - Hotel Malaya.
Ratings overall = Relatively alright.
Thanks - Mum and Sis.
Misses - Dad and Baby.
Buys - A pair of shoes and a Shirt. (That was it, unbelievable I guess.)

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