A Rare Site to See in KL -- Jason in a Museum!
We got dropped off by our taxi driver in Chinatown this day. We figured by the looks of it on the map it would be an easy walk over to the park in the center of town. Maps can certainly be deceiving not clearly defining railroad tracks, or the large gulches of water blocking passages. Over an hour of winding our way through the streets at mid-noon in about 90 degree heat, 100% humidity we stumbled onto the park. I saw the Islamic Arts Museum from afar, and figured this would be a perfect time to capitalize on the fact that museums are always air conditioned to freezer like temperatures. Jason took the bait and we were in.
The feature exhibit “Spice Journeys –Taste and Trade in the Islamic World” was perfect, seeing as we’re eating and drinking our way around these countries. This was certainly no SF MOMA, but it did the trick. More than anything I was amazed to see Jason in a museum seeming somewhat interested in it all – I guess a food based exhibit will do that to him.
With no set plans in place after wandering around the park for a while, we decided we’d make it our mission to get to the KL Tower (the tallest building in KL). We thought we don’t need no fancy maps, we’ll just look up in the skyline and track it as we go. In theory this is a wonderful idea, although not sure if you’ve ever tried to get to a tall building merely by following where it appears to be. Let’s just say 2 hours later, drenched not only from the sweat dripping off of us, but also from the rain that ensued, we found it.
The view from atop this 287 meter structure was pretty amazing – you could see a 360 view of everything in a 50 km area. They also give you an audio tour to guide you through what you’re looking out at – more than anything Jason was into the ambient Moby music playing in the background. By far the coolest thing was the insane lightening storms that opened up from the sky. Bolts were literally illuminating in the horizon, and the rains turned from a trickle to a full-fledged downpour. That’s when we knew we’d be taking a taxi home to end that adventure filled day.
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