KL Day 4

When I emerged from the hostel the footpaths were filled with people selling things, a bit like a giant garage sale.

The goods were mostly secondhand cell phones, batteries, and chargers.  This is the place to come if you need something for an old cellphone.  There were also secondhand clothes and one man was having dental work done in the street.

I went to the Batu caves.  Catch the No. 11 bus.  Lonely Planet was right!  But the fare is RM2.50, not RM2, although the Frenchman in front of me did try to convince the conductor that it should be RM2 and showed him the page in Lonely Planet.  The bus trip takes quite a while – at least 45min.

But it's worth it

The caves are a holy site for Hindus, and a major tourist attraction.  The guardian statue is the largest in the word for such a shrine – 46m.  The main cave is up a flight of 272 stairs.

The main cave is large, and there are a lot of shrines built in to the cave walls.

The caves open to the surface

From here you can go to ‘The Dark Caves’ for RM35.  I didn’t since we have the Waitomo caves in NZ, and instead went to ‘The Cave Villa’ for RM15.

This should have served as a warning

Inside was one of the worst tourist traps I have ever been to.  You can feed the ducks and the fish, then go to the ‘art gallery’.

There is also a section with figures depicting different Hindu deities, which isn’t so bad

But then from here you can go to the reptile zoo.  It’s horrific.  The animals are kept in small, smelly terrariums.  Most of the snakes were just curled up in a corner.

Outside is a cage with some monkeys in it.  I hate monkeys but still thought it was awful.

I went back to town, avoiding the numerous stalls selling inflatable beach balls and bubble guns on the way to the bus stop.  I alighted in Chow Kit.

This is a packed marketplace, full of people  selling produce, baking, and if you can stand going to the centre, meat.  The smell was nauseating.  Sides of meat were being cleaved on large rounds of wood, the blood dripping on to the ground to be hosed away.  No photos as I was going through as quickly as possible.  If you go across the street there are stalls selling clothes, shoes and leather jackets from bales that come from clothing bins.  If you can be bothered searching you may find some valuable pieces.  There are tailors there who will adjust trousers while you wait.  I went back to Chinatown.

At the end of Jln Sultan there is a mall that just sells cell phones.  If you want anything for a phone, up to about 10 years old, come here.  Need a faceplate for your Nokia N-Gage?  Battery for your Ericsson AH618?  They have it.  I went to the top floor where they have a lot of hairdressers.  You can have a hair cut for RM10.  I had one, and it looks like it cost less.

It was raining, so having dinner at the street stalls was interesting.

I haven’t mentioned the Chinatown markets – if you want a handbag, undies, shoes or a watch they are the place to come.  The best tactic is to name a price less than half what they are asking, then walk away if you can’t talk them down.  Watches sell for about RM35-40, but they ask about RM95.


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