KL and the fooseball table

It's been a long time since i came here. Nearly forgot about this to be honest. There were tons of times when things happened that i really wanted to write about but have always been too damn lazy to get off my arse and get going. In fact, it took incredible will power to start this again but i realise that once i start, i really do enjoy this.

It's 7pm and i'm still here because Jo's still at work and i dont want to go to Millenia Walk and just do nothing. Oh sure there're loads of shops and other crap there but i don't shop. I usually end up waiting for her at the "shirt shop". I've stood in front of that shop countless times for countless hours and i still can't remember the name of the place. Aston something or other i think. I'll make it a point to remember this later when i take up my usual spot beside the poofy looking model on the poster.

We got a fooseball table in the office. Yea i know you 2 girls have talked about it already and i'm only just beginning. I'm sooo behind fashion aren't i? But the fooseball table has been a good source of entertainment and the harbringer of many late nights. Evil thing! I honestly cannot believe that i have spent hours after work playing that...but it is good fun. Michael is an absolute magician with those sticks. It is simply amazing the sort of things that he can make 11 men stuck together by the waist do. A pass here, a feint there, a shot from the centre striker, back pass, round the outside, shot from the left striker...it's just dazzling and his moves are just so quick and varied. You can never tell what he's going to do next which makes it all the more challenging when you defend against him.

I was in KL over the weekend and i still cannot get over how thoroughly disorganized that place can be. There was an overhead bridge that got cut in half by a railway track so it looked like this...---l---. I stared at it for a pretty long time wondering if that happened because the track simply had to pass through that route or by some manner of gross misjudgment, the builders just made it so and rather than spend money tearing it down again, decided to leave it as a landmark for tourists.

Yet amid all that higgledy piggledy mess, it was fun and lao jiat. People talking all sorts of languages from all sides. Grimy, sweaty bodies pushing you also from all sides. Motorbikes threatening to run you over even on the sidewalks, cars who don't seem to bother about red lights. Even the green man that tells you it's your turn to cross the road is running. I think the planners really know what they were doing when they decided to make the green man run instead of like our local green man which just doesnt seem to do shit except simulate walking. I had a good laugh at the running green man.

We had breakfast on Saturday in this quaint little coffeeshop in Brickfields which was just opposite our hotel in KL Sentral. I could see the place from my room although it took nearly 20 mins to walk there courtesy of a construction site right smack in between our origin and destination causing us to make a bigass detour. Food was awesome! I had a char kway teow and it had the right mix of MSG, sweat, rat poop, oil, ghee and nose shit. It even came with tiny shrimps and some egg. Naturally i forgot to tell them moi haam and it came with 7 of them...still red and raw. The coffee was also out of this world...dark, thick and damn sweet!

After that, we had a little walk around the area. The shops were beginning to open. The dentist beside the coffeeshop was opening his shutters...Doktor Gigi his sign said. I love their spelling. Yes, it is in malay but i love the way they spell it so it sounds english. In fact, i'm going to attempt finishing the rest of this post in Malglish. So fun!

Anyway...the purpose of our trip was to visit Jo's kousin who was celebrating her birthday. So we had lunch with her and the rest of the family at this hotel in the city. It was a dim sum lunch and again the food was quite stunning. We had 3 tables and i think her kousin must have ordered everything possible from the kitchen because the tables were, quite literally, overflowing with food. But because everything was so good, i didnt even know i was full until after that when i felt quite sick. Although i think the whisky we had didnt really help matters much.

After lunch, we went to the new mall for a walk. Pavillion, it's called. Spanking new place with your big brand shops. They were having some mega sale so everything was like 70% off. Naturally i got bored the instant we stepped into the mall and entertained myself by stoning everytime jo went to try something.

Dinner was at Green View Restoran in Petaling Jaya. Once again, we had top nosh. The winner was the tai haa sang meen. Some really monster prawn in krispy noodle with gravy. But the dish alone for 11 of us kost a whooping RM$200. I thought it was a bit overpriced konsidering that it was just 6 prawns (kut in half to become 12...bloody cheats...), noodles and gravy. But kost aside, it was a good dinner. After that, another kousin brought us to a nearby pub for a bit of a drink. This kousin is in the beverage industry and his kompany has got some shares in the pub so the range of beers there is quite outstanding. He was quite free in ordering and by the time we were done, i think we did nearly 50 bottles (i shit you not) and only 6 of us were drinking. Needless to say, i slept very well that night.

All in all...a very good weekend. Wonder where we can go to next. I'm can't wait already...