After 40 hours without sleep we finally made it to Kuala Lumpur. The Cruise Liner kicked us off the ship at 0930 on Sunday and due to the 4 suitcases we had no option but to go to the airport where we sat outside on a concrete seat till 1245 to check in our bags. Whilst checking in they informed us that the flight was overbooked and asked if we would volunteer to offload ourselves. This we did as the incentive was a return flight for us both Venice to KL.
The extra 10 hours and rerouting thru Rome seemed like a good idea at the time but proved to be very tiresome by the end of the journey. Arrived at 1am on Monday and fell into a very comfortable bed in a very plush hotel (The Shangri-La) and didn't wake up till after 9am.
We were both knackered so chose to do nothing but lay by the pool for the day. Late afternoon we decided to go find some markets. Got directions and hopped on the monorail, got off at what we were told was the station and walked for miles to find absolutely nothing. Returned to monorail hot and sweaty and back to hotel where we decided to have dinner. It was very expensive for a very ordinary buffet.
Slept in again, not waking up till 9 so another late breakfast. This time we got a taxi to the Central Markets which are a cultural marketplace. Only took 1hr to walk around as nothing really exciting. Hopped into a taxi to get back to the hotel and just down the road from the Central Market I spotted to real markets that I wanted to go to. Never mind there is always next time.
Spent the afternoon at the pool, Alan disappeared into he Spa for saunas, hottubs, steam room etc stuff - nearly sent a search party out for him. At 5 we decided to go check out one of the many shopping complexes. We chose the closest to the hotel the KLCC as we wanted to walk back and find somewhere to eat. The shopping centre is at the base of the twin towers and a waste our time as it only contained name brand stores like Chanel, Tiffany's, Harrods etc. Alan being the smart alec that he is described it as the 'shopping centre I chose not to buy anything'./ As if I could afford to even look in the windows.
Walked up and down streets looking for local restaurant that served Satay and Nasi Goreng or Mee Goreng. Apparently Malaysians eat Italian here but we eventually found a seedy pub place that served the Satay - had to send it back and ask for it to be cooked again as the chicken was a bit raw. Now praying that it was properly cooked and I don't spend the night and all tomorrow on the toilet.
Long trip tomorrow, we leave at 3.30pm and get into Melbourne at 2am and have to wait there until 6am to get a flight to Canberra.
Doesn't seem like we have been away for 7 weeks. We have enjoyed every minute of it - except Santorini donkeys!
The extra 10 hours and rerouting thru Rome seemed like a good idea at the time but proved to be very tiresome by the end of the journey. Arrived at 1am on Monday and fell into a very comfortable bed in a very plush hotel (The Shangri-La) and didn't wake up till after 9am.
We were both knackered so chose to do nothing but lay by the pool for the day. Late afternoon we decided to go find some markets. Got directions and hopped on the monorail, got off at what we were told was the station and walked for miles to find absolutely nothing. Returned to monorail hot and sweaty and back to hotel where we decided to have dinner. It was very expensive for a very ordinary buffet.
Slept in again, not waking up till 9 so another late breakfast. This time we got a taxi to the Central Markets which are a cultural marketplace. Only took 1hr to walk around as nothing really exciting. Hopped into a taxi to get back to the hotel and just down the road from the Central Market I spotted to real markets that I wanted to go to. Never mind there is always next time.
Spent the afternoon at the pool, Alan disappeared into he Spa for saunas, hottubs, steam room etc stuff - nearly sent a search party out for him. At 5 we decided to go check out one of the many shopping complexes. We chose the closest to the hotel the KLCC as we wanted to walk back and find somewhere to eat. The shopping centre is at the base of the twin towers and a waste our time as it only contained name brand stores like Chanel, Tiffany's, Harrods etc. Alan being the smart alec that he is described it as the 'shopping centre I chose not to buy anything'./ As if I could afford to even look in the windows.
Walked up and down streets looking for local restaurant that served Satay and Nasi Goreng or Mee Goreng. Apparently Malaysians eat Italian here but we eventually found a seedy pub place that served the Satay - had to send it back and ask for it to be cooked again as the chicken was a bit raw. Now praying that it was properly cooked and I don't spend the night and all tomorrow on the toilet.
Long trip tomorrow, we leave at 3.30pm and get into Melbourne at 2am and have to wait there until 6am to get a flight to Canberra.
Doesn't seem like we have been away for 7 weeks. We have enjoyed every minute of it - except Santorini donkeys!
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