Off to Maleka but still remembering KL

From KLCC to KL Sentral and then on another line to TBS the major bus terminal. Big new modern spacious high ceilinged cool light filled terminal. By now I was glad always to have the roll of toilet paper handy. The (wonderful) food which I enjoyed so much caused me some digestion problems from about day 3, and so I needed to make a rush sometimes. At TBS watched the process of roti canai being made and of course bought one. Yum oh! In KL no screaming matches between adults or children and all very quiet. Children just the opposite in Maleka. Liked the fact that people were either shorter or the same height as me. Marvellous to not have to look up all the time. Back in KL, on first night in the lake in the park outside KLCC, watched the amazing dancing water choreographed display with bopping music; with coloured lights and obviously computerised. Watched it again later in the week from the 34th floor of the hotel (as I sipped a refreshing campari and soda by the pool) - obviously without the sound. Maharani chose a milo drink when I had my first lemon tea. On bus to Maleka, rolling hill after rolling hill ofpalm oil tree plantations. Eventually identified rubber trees and the few small plantations. Tall spindly scrubby looking tree wasmy impression of the rubber tree. The Audy hotel in Maleka was hard to find so I saw some back streets early on as I lugged my suitcase in many peopled and trafficed areas with next to no foot paths and deadly edge of the road culverts in the midday sun, entrance was even more difficult to locate, reception area was tiny and stunningly humidly hot,a room wasnt available even though they advertised rooms would be ready after 2pm,in room had to jump onto bed to turn airconditioner on or change it, its a childrens playroom with a queen bed,wifi drops out on email and impossibly slow on blog,no bbq spa or open space on roof as promoted,no hot water in shower although it showed all the signs that it should have, only cold water in hand basin,wardrobe doors broken,old discoloured settee, big old fashioned deep tv that only had very bad static and black and white imagery that changed to deep static slightly coloured after a while, running toilet, pneumatic drills and loud music from outside, thin walls that were hot to the touch, and shelf in bathroom that was angled so everything falls off. Police station next door.