After a somewhat traumatic flight, spent predominantly on the floor of
the plane puking and fainting, I have enjoyed getting settled in to life
in KL. It’s hectic, humid and humble. The people are wonderfully
friendly. The food is painfully spicy. The city is incredibly
cosmopolitan and surprisingly advanced, with a huge Western
influence. On Saturday we went to the cinema and people laughed,
clapped and whooped. One boy in the front row even let out a ‘Phwarrrr’
when the lead girl started dancing.
It is currently Ramadan, and many locals fast during the day. We had
dinner in the food court on Sunday, joining tables of Muslims sat in
front of plates of food, waiting for dusk to start their meal.
As for living – I have a lovely new Iranian housemate and acting-guide,
Sepideh. Our apartment is very spacious and clean, with an amazing view
of the city. Sepideh has been so friendly showing me around the city
and helping me to settle in. Yesterday Sophie (the other Brit joining
IBM MY) and I went for dinner with two of Sepidehs friends, Amir and
Ghazaleh, at Jalan Alor, a bustling Malaysian street selling all sorts
of Asian foods. Below are some photos from our evening.
Dinner at Jalan Alor.
Local fruits from a stall in Jalan Alor. Lychees.
Swimming pool on the 36th floor of Amir’s flat.
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