Those of you who follow this blog will have realised by now that Ian and I are nuts. We go walking for 4-5 miles most weekends in the sun. Well, you know what they say about ‘mad dogs and Englishmen’ don’t you? The aim is not to go in the sun, actually, it’s to see the place where we now live properly and the only way to do that is slowly. Thus on foot.
On Saturday we headed for Central Market, or Pasar Seni, which is 4 stops from us on the Light Railway System. We’d grabbed our shopping bags, because it was time I found a real market selling real food and not the shrink wrapped, slightly bendy, overpriced stuff they choose for us in the supermarkets in the shopping centre over the road. We’d known to look out for a powder blue art deco building, and there it was!
Inside there is a maze of shops selling gift items and clothes, puppets, things made from wood and shiny 3D versions of well-known landmarks placed into alcoved picture frames. On two floors, the place was buzzing and definitely a place to take visitors. But we wanted food. There was food, though, only it came not on open tables, but in sidestalls, selling it ready to eat – satay, noodles, dim sum, curry, roti and all manner of fresh juices. In desperation we asked a stallholder where we might buy some fruit and vegetables. She looked blank, consulted with her friend and directed us to a supermarket!
Oh well, not to be miffed, we decided to stay for lunch and were delighted by the Hot ‘n’ Roll, where we could have a freshly made chapatti or paratha wrap.
I chose chicken randang and Ian chose bbq chicken. And to follow there was nothing for it but to have chocolate and bananas parathas. They were excellent, and with drinks, all for less than a fiver for the both of us.
Later, we went wandering, glad of the cloud cover. There we discovered the oldest mosque in KL, built where two muddy rivers meet and that gave the city its name, which means ‘muddy confluence’. How romantic.
We headed for Merdeka Square, past rather beautiful buildings.
and ended up at St Mary’s Church. A real English colonial building, set in leafy grounds.
Inside, the relative cool was delicious and the quiet a distinct contrast to what buzzed by outside. I sat and looked towards the altar and realised how much I had craved this kind of calm and quiet.
A delightful morning walk that will definitely be repeated with our visitors, complete with a trip to the Hot ‘n’ Roll. We had found Kuala Lumpur’s sweet spots.