Adjusting the biological clock
Here in kuala lumpur its nearly fourfin the morning, somewhere en route id lodt aanights sleep and made upufor it lsdt night, iialmost made it through to local time and by tomorrow I'll have got yhrre. o C here to edit.its hard coming off a flight tited then purchasing transport tickets and usually the office is closed and or tucked away so you won't find it, perhaps the taxi mafia have a hand in these things. Well I did get my ticket, it lasts for two days so I suppose today Thursday is the end of its validity. Even then there seemed to be limits and a thought that it will need topping up, there is a lot of English spoken in Malaysia but I'm not that sure if it is understood as well as it is said. I travelled in from the airport on the flashy newish railway that connects the airport to the central station. Have read trip advisor and hotel reviews it looked like I next needed to get the monorail which abiut three stops would get me to the hotel. It's a fair walk poorly signed to the monorail which seemed to be operating below normal services, isn't it a strange arrangement but keeps popping up around the world like an idea which never quite gets to be perfect yet just have at the planners minds. I found I'd gone one stop forward too many so had to retract what should have been easy is difficult, you can't just leave and reenterr you have to leave two minutes between actions. When I got there it was a young Kong type of multi levelled strata of transport, shopping malls and ekevaele walkways, getting to the hotel which was just metre's away wasn't going to be essy but after asking help several times I did find it tucked away in a side street. Huge suites and nice roof top pool, too much space in a way as I need to ensure I don't misplace anything more, I'd already left my book on the first flight Tuesday. The leg from dubaD to Malaysia was as awful as the first leg had been good mostly down to it being a boejng aircraft whereas the first was an airbus so much a better experience. I fiund the bus station where the environment 500 buses operate from, I think they were about every ten minutes. No sign at all of subsequent deliveries though and the first ones have already gained a patina of wear. Obviously I recorded all I saw, quite a memorable seqences of services plus some others less frequent but a good bus spot and not far from the central station or hotel. This morning I'm having ago at trucks at port klang the main harbour port in the country out on a commuter railway line which passes through central station. A voyage of discovery as I've never filmed lorries in Malaysia before previous trips being mostly bus based. I've lost a tooth filling so another job on the to do list when I get home. There is a starbucks cafe by the monorail stop which I tried last night prices just a tad less than uk which I guess are up to expensive. The run around tickets wasn't cheap either about twenty pounds for two days but so much easier than having to search for modes of payment which for the metro include tokens, shares of eastern eastern europe and old time britain in that. I'll have a breakfast when it opens at six thirty which gives me a couple of hours to dose or ortch BBC would service. Thankfully the internet as nearly everywhere in the world is slot better than in lower peover.. illI post again tonight local time when I'll have explored the local restaurants and maybe the Irish pubs.
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