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Plainly Monsieur and I were not immune from jet lag, in ill-nature of keeping to topical time on advent. We slept capriciously that first night and when we lastly dragged our ponderous bodies down to breakfast, it was all gone. What next? We resolute to talk to the porter about our sightseeing options, but he was very unhelpful. I can only cogitate that maybe the veritable concierge had dashed to the loo and his fill-in was a registrar who didn’t be aware of what was what.

In the end we took a taxi to Merdeka (Liberty) Square, where The Dominion was well and truly quick. The Royal Selangor Bludgeon resembled a lengthy mock-tudor sporting tent, looking onto a very English people cricket degree of elevation that was currently cordoned off in the advance of preparations for the forthcoming celebrations. It was not difficult to imaging sipping on the gin slings that must have flowed here in the ended. Voices seemed to waft in the air “Pillage, daaaaarling, how the the tempter are you?” “Blithe good, mirthful good, my high-priced. Now, tell me. Where’s that married man of yours. Thrashed him at tennis today. Did he mention one by one you? Your old boy usually thrashes me! Entirely a shock, I’m powerful you.” What ho and another circular of slings, please.

Looking around, we notorious a ginormous flagpole with (yet another) Malaysian droop flapping in the moderate wind at one end of the Square. A platform was in the process of being assembled, no be in suspense for speeches and performances on Liberty Day, but a few concerned glances told us that we were to all appearance in the way of the workers, so we moved on. Stopping only to break short off away at the buildings all around us, so reminiscent of colonial seasons with their columns and domes and shuttered windows, we headed for the nearby Sentral (Central) Mart.

In spite of all the guidebook reviews observation what a key destination this covered emporium is, it was really equitable a thinly masked tourist gin, filled with stalls of low-priced ethnic souvenirs -from batik carry to beads and prawn crackers to feng shui tools. It did, however, exchange food, so we stopped there for a sprightly breakfast. Then, back externality beneath a sky that threatened a advantageous old tropical downpour, we stumbled across Petaling Public way, the main draw heavily and slowly of Kuala Lumpur’s Porcelain Town.

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