Day One

A pint of Paulaner always goes down well but a pint of the Munich brewed beer next to the Petrona Towers is something special. The barman poured it beautifully as well. Something a Munich native would have been proud of. As you can expect I was hovering somewhere in the vicinity of cloud nine. I was then given the bill to send me tumbling back down. 50RM. A quick bit of maths in my head as I handed over the cash told me this was expensive. Once I had sat down I opened my currency converter app and noticed 50RM comes to approximately £8. That's more than what you pay in central London. The most expensive pint I've ever bought comes in South East Asia, an area of the world that is notorious for cheap beer. Oh well, at least my dinner, a Korean specialty, only came to £3!

So as you may know I am now in Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Malaysia. I arrived early this morning after a long day of travel from London Gatwick to Dubai and then onto Malaysia. With very little sleep I was craving a bed, any sort of bed, as soon as possible. The hostel was not easy to find though. I thought I had myself pretty well organised and it seemed just one straight road from the train station to the hostel. Turns out that road was a motorway with no footpath so I had to resort to public transport. I ended up taking a taxi and despite the taxi driver just merely dropping me off in the near vicinity to the hostel, I stumbled upon it some point later on in the morning. 

After a nap I headed up to the Petrona Towers, probably the biggest attraction of Kuala Lumpur. I have to admit, they are not quite as draw dropping as what some attractions can be. They don't seem noticeably tall. Don't get me wrong, they are tall. But not that tall. Does that make sense? Probably not.

They come alive at night though. Lit up as you expect skyscrapers to be and the surrounding areas also come to life with music, colourful water fountains and an overall good vibe.