Hohoho.. Thank God that i am back home still alive and in one piece. (would get more into that later). I was
A week before the trip i was dying to go there. But it took a few days in that city for me to be dying to get the fuck out of that place. It was hell. The buildings, the people, the toilets, the traffic, cars, the air - everything- is fucked up.
Everything there is in Bahasa Melayu. In fact, even the chinese there speaks MALAY more fluently than me
But to be fair, there are things that are remarkable worth mentioning.
To start of, traffic there is terrible.
But on better days, kilometres of open roads puts the higher gears to good use.
makes me happy.
Oh, and the cars there are compilation of dangerous and faulty parts. But its all about the function right?? There was one time where a scrappy pre-1990s Proton tried to race with some Mercedes-Benz on the highway. Man, i tell you, the noise of the engine is biblical.
Oh, and one thing i just have to bring up, Proton Sagas are the ugliest vehicle on Earth. Have you seen one of them?? Its disgusting. I choose my words carefully and having me to use exaggeration demands alot. But Proton Saga takes the fucking cake man. Jumping fucking eyesore that car defines the word fugly -and more. Besides being a mechanical-equivalent of an asthmatic mosquito on crutches, it just seems to me, that the creative team behind it must have designed with only a ruler. Worst thing is, the country is INFESTED with those ratty shitboxes roving around.
God saved us when Proton came up with a newer Saga with a design much much more tasteful than its predecessor.
Other than that,
Half-past eleven Mercedes.
Pimp my Ride KL would have so much episodes.
Even the facebook is in Bahasa Melayu. Had a little difficulty.
My lodging: Capitol Hotel. Its smack in the middle of luxury shopping and ganja.
You see this everywhere with a parking lot.
wah, i tell you ar!! you eat your nut break ar...
Menara Keck Sai. Hurhuhurhuhruhur
Click to zoom to observe plate initials
Some card.The KLCC. It seems to me that i underestimated the hype of the KLCC. It was literally a big deal.
From afar.
Lo and Behold.
WAAAAAAH!! Its so high up. you'd get nose bleed.
Well i took alot of pics after this. Didnt know where it went. Well, I did alot of crazy shit for 3 nights.
Then one night, we were involved in a crash in KL. It was late at 1am and it was raining heavily. Our car was going straight on the main road, and suddenly a bread truck crosses over the junction without signalling. Jam-braked but tires yield to the very wet road. The car slide straight to the rear-side of the truck and toppled over.
We almost died.
too lazy to retell the incident again for the 2425th time. get facebook.
Fella who spoiled the night survived.
Next day pics:
In the balai polis trafik.
I like taking pics of messed up shit when im messed up. Pretty cool actually. Wrist-slitting is so not art. This is like new goth. *screech
In trauma and shit so deep, i didnt wanna get out of bed.
Their mosques are GARGANTUAN. I felt compelled to enter especially after the incident, but i didn't anyway.So, the highlife continues.
The Karaoke KTV technology they have there are like space-age revolutionary man.
Hey you, Mr. Q
They have more green tea variants.
Supercheap. My diet there consist of Ramlee Specials, Egg plaster Canai's (its what they call prata over there) and Double Maggi Goreng.
Wooh. Heaven.
Rina works here.
Some guy taking pics of the teppanyaki guy.
Limited-edition.
Don't ask.
More fun on the following day.
THE AFTERMATH (plays greek opera):
Square room! wheres the square room?!
Greenbox
Blue Cube
Red Box
Baby Jesus. Hur hur!!
Merry Xmas. Tis a time to not be giving. Falalalalalalalala.
Recession woot woot!
I'm still recovering. Would be back with a better and more intelligent post.
Booty Luv + Freak
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