Kuala Lampur

Our next to final port takes us back to traffic jams and high rise buildings. KL is a bustling town with charming ethnic communities. We drove there through a downpour but arrived to sunshine, so leaving our umbrella on the bus seemed to be the right thing to do. WRONG.

On arrival in town, we hopped aboard the Hop on, Hop off bus for a tour of this thriving city. Our first stop at Chinatown with its red lanterns hanging and hundreds of stalls brimming called to us. Seeing live geese and chickens ready for the pot then later, in the pot, was an experience.

Then the rain returned and we learned the error of our ways, but it was warm and we wouldn’t melt, so we sloshed to the Central Market. There we found stalls of good local products such as baskets, jewelry, carvings and clothing.

Like malls at home, this market had a Food Court with what we would consider great Asian food (and they think of as fast food). At Noodles Noodles, Jerry enjoyed a rich seafood soup and Anna Lee had the most tender, silky chicken and vegetables she ever ate.


Back on the bus, we had a photo stop for all the high rise and historic buildings at Independence Square. Most impressive was the KL Tower.



Returning to the ship, we finished packing and saying farewell to our shipboard friends.