15th October – LHR-KUL
Well what a start.
Having spent the last few weeks saying goodbye to our nearest and dearest, somehow I forgot that at the end of all those goodbyes I actually had to leave, came as a bit of a shock once I’d boarded the plane.
We actually managed to keep pretty entertained, I found a host of Disney films and the sound track to enchanted, then discovered battleships, tetras and bejewelled, because she is a remarkable girl El not only agreed to play against me but also attempted a rather stressful game of Yatzee!
Now on the off chance that you are not a friend or family member of either mine or El’s and you have just happened across this blog and you flew to KL with Malaysian airlines and you sat in either 54 F or 53 D ( To be hence forth known as “Mr Anger Management” and “Mrs I have to lie flat at all times” respectively ) May I just say what a pleasure it was flying with you.
I know it is hard when you hate everything in the whole world Mr but lets be reasonable 16 bags of peanuts is a step too far, and when an air stewardess ( especially one in such a pretty dress ) informs you that she is very sorry but has ran out of white wine, it is not customary to throw all your toys ( and empty peanut packets) out of the pram and declare that “ this is the worst airline ever and you will not be flying with them again ” I am pleased with this, and would now happily book a flight with Malaysian on that fact alone.
Mrs I have to lie flat, you didn’t waste anytime did you? Let me just share with you the commonly accepted rule of wait at least 15 minutes before crippling the person behind you its just good manners.
Apart from that the flight was pretty uneventful and we managed to avoid having the “I think that’s Kent” argument which was nice.
Arriving in KL –
Water – 2 RM
Pain Killers - 1.4 RM
Taxi – 67.50 RM
Smoking – Priceless
Got a cab for about £12 – ( 50 minute journey so that is not bad )
Arrived at the Nova Hotel 5 hours early and charmed our way into our luxuary hotel room for a much needed nap.
Fact – it is not a luxury hotel room
Fact number 2 it is a horrid hotel room
After a small nap (6 hours) we headed out to eat, that’s when we first realised that when they say tropical storms they mean tropical storms. I have never seen rain like it.
Soaked to the skin and trying to save my espresso frappacino light from the lightning ( Yes we went to Starbucks, but in our defence we were not feeling too good and the other coffee shop had men in full white suits with breathing masks which made me feel a little uneasy) Any way – we made it to the steakhouse.
Getting back to the hotel was a challenge, the roads were ankle deep in water (or ‘cankle’ deep I you are me) and everyone we passed tried to offer us shelter in their shop or café.
We plan an early night tonight, and then either the Kuala Lumpur City tour tomorrow or the SunWay lagoon water park – it depends on which one of us feels more passionate about their ideal day – I’d say I’m fairly sure we’ll go to the water park as El has already put on her swimming costume, her board shorts, sun cream and packed her bag and is sat by the door waiting for the morning to arrive! As I type she is reading me a brief description of the said water park…. What chance do I have!
Hope you are all well
Love Leah & El
Wednesday, 15 October 2008
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2 comments:
Hi Daughter.
What a fantastic read. You ought to write for a living.
Cannot wait for the next episode of
"Ozzi's adventures of El Leah".
Has to said out loud in true Tin Tin fashion.
When we left you at the airport we wandered back to the car park in silence. Normal arrangement is I hug Mum she gets into the car we both drive off. It seems to our local meeting place. Anyway I drive off Mum following with Sarah very quiet in the car. Then round the big roundabout I know so well on the slip road to the motorway but wait a minute the motorway is totally shut so armed without a map no sat nav and the sense of direction of a goldfish in the atlantic we set off for a 60 minute detour taking in Hammersmith, a local hospital entrance road somewhere in North London and so on. then with Sarah navigating, Bless, from a map borrowed from Mum at a pit stop we find the Motorway and homeward we go. Sarah still quiet but leaking slowly from two little windows just below her eye brows. must have been bad hay fever. Its 22.36 so I am sitting in bed and now ready for sleep.
I love you very much.
Pops
Hi Daughter.
What a fantastic read. You ought to write for a living.
Cannot wait for the next episode of
"Ozzi's adventures of El Leah".
Has to said out loud in true Tin Tin fashion.
When we left you at the airport we wandered back to the car park in silence. Normal arrangement is I hug Mum she gets into the car we both drive off. It seems to our local meeting place. Anyway I drive off Mum following with Sarah very quiet in the car. Then round the big roundabout I know so well on the slip road to the motorway but wait a minute the motorway is totally shut so armed without a map no sat nav and the sense of direction of a goldfish in the atlantic we set off for a 60 minute detour taking in Hammersmith, a local hospital entrance road somewhere in North London and so on. then with Sarah navigating, Bless, from a map borrowed from Mum at a pit stop we find the Motorway and homeward we go. Sarah still quiet but leaking slowly from two little windows just below her eye brows. must have been bad hay fever. Its 22.36 so I am sitting in bed and now ready for sleep.
I love you very much.
Pops
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