I’ll be honest, Kuala Lumpur was originally just a place from which to get a cheap flight to Sumatra and a train to Singapore. I didn’t do much reading up on it, even though I did plan on being there for three or four days.
Well, this city turned out to be a worthy destination in its own right. Never mind that my first impression upon arriving at the B&B was “what the heck have I gotten myself into?”. I was solo and arriving in a strange city at 1am, to a rather dodgy looking two-storey town house (to my sleep-deprived, Western eyes). But the housekeeper was there to greet me with a smile, and the room was clean and tidy. With fresh eyes, the block surrounding the B&B revealed ordinary town houses juxtaposed against newer apartment and hotel buildings.
Anita, the housekeeper, is from the Philippines originally. She came to represent a fair bit of what KL was all about. It’s a mix of cultures, religions, friendly, helpful and tolerant. Anita was eager to please, but not subservient, and generous with her time.
I spent a wonderful three and a half days exploring the central city, including a trip out to Batu Caves.