KL Cricket Club

As you can see from this photo, the KL cricket club is 125 years old.

It’s the perfect illustration of KL – the high rises, colonial cricket club and Victorian station.

Batik Workshop

I was lucky enough to pay a visit to a batik workshop. I’m used to the idea that wax is put on the fabric using blocks. However, they were using a different technique.

The wax was heated (note gas cylinder)…
…then loaded into a ‘pen’ with a copper reservoir on the end.
The results were quite impressive.

Thean Hou Temple

On my first full day in KL, Yuleng and I went to the Thean Hou buddist temple.

As you can see it’s Chinese in style…
…with beautiful detail.
Worshippers buy one of these beautiful, lotus shaped candles…
…then kneel and pray in front of…
…the goddess.
Here is Yuleng reading her fortune. You stir the sticks around, and then choose one. The stick has a number on it – which corresponds to a drawer. In the appropriate drawer is a slip of paper with your fortune written on it.
At the back of the temple is a turtle pond. It’s very restful watching them swim around.

Fresh Coconut

Have I mentioned how yummy fresh coconut is? The straw is to drink the (clear) milk, and the spoon is to eat the flesh.
Yum, yum and indeed yum.

An Evening out in KL

At the moment I’m in Kuala Lumpur (KL). Adam is busy at a conference, while I have the chance to meet up with an old friend from college, Yuleng. She’s an absolute sweetheart, so it’s great to spend some time with her, and have a really good, local introduction to the city.

On our first night, she took us to a ‘hawker market’, for some authentic, Malay Chinese food.
In the evenings, little stalls are set up in a car park, with little portable generators to power the signs…
…and gas canisters to power their stonking burners (that said, there isn’t any mains gas in KL, so the gas canister is rather iconic).
We loved this guy, who was filling veg and wraps with a fish paste (which where then deep fried). He was incredibly fast and skilled.
This chap is preparing a local delicacy, squid with spinach.
here’s the poor chap dealing with the dirty dishes. Don’t worry, he’s not washing up, just rinsing. The clean dishes came from somewhere else.
On the way back to the car, I spotted this night club (I had to take a snap to show our friend Beryl)…
…and a little traditional house, in amongst the high rises. The house is on stilts to keep things cooler (and so there’s somewhere for the chickens to go).