Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Cakewalk into town

so true

As I wrote in one of my earlier posts, I like to walk around listening to my iPod - and that is what I've been doing a lot lately. Since my flatmates were not that keen on going into KL during the hot sunny hours of the day or the humid nighttime, I took the commuter train into the city on my own (the public transport in the suburbs sucks by the way - I waited for 1 hour, 2 canceled trains - in Vienna I get already mad if the sign in the subway shows "1 min" when it actually will take 3 min in the end). I usually end up spending several hours with looking around, window-shopping, taking pictures, and enjoying my playlists. The other day I was in a bad mood and after several hours of my favorite tracks I was back to smiling and winded up kind of doing a mixture of dancing-walking down the roads - which I only noticed when people stared and smiled at me.

the end of the day at the park near behind the Petronas - one of my fav spots

Petaling street - cheap street shopping

KL is an interesting city. I like it, but I don't think I could live here for a long time. I don't know, but there is just not that kind of connection, that I felt when I arrived in London two years ago. Although I prefer KL to Bangkok as a living location by far, I wouldn't be able to see "my place" in this town for a longer time. I cannot see myself blending in with the locals and I don't know if I want to be part of the usual expat crowd.


The city has a lot to offer and I enjoy walking through the streets and exploring the surroundings. It's so different than Vienna, and I guess many European cities. At times it's chaotic, it's dirty, it's multicultural, it's sooo hot, it's a shopping paradise and most of all it's very alive. During the day - and even more so at night - there are so many people on the streets who are busy with not just getting from one point to the other, but who are selling food or other things at their stalls, try to lure you into massaging venues, offer you taxi rides, hang out, eat (as there are many "restaurants" that are made up just by plastic chairs and tables and one stall with food) or are about to get into one of the bars and clubs.



I'm a fan of taking photos. I don't claim to be a master photographer or an artist of the camera. My pictures have most of the time the pure intention to capture memories, fun times, friends and places I wouldn't forget anyways - but still it's nice to have something to look at in times where the fun is not so present and we need a reminder of how things are supposed to be.

I am well-known to bring my camera around quite often and also to be a passionate fan and advocate of the "self-shot". So what? I like to take pics with me and nice backgrounds - those pictures make the best profile pics. However, lately I just like to take pictures of random things and just "moods" of cities. I like those pictures as they help to transmit the characteristics of a place to those who haven't been there yet and because they remind me later on of my walks through those streets. So here you find some of those views I enjoyed lately in KL. (As always there are more pics in my online photo album, you can find the link in the sidebar)

one of the many malls



current music: Be My Guest - Highway to Hell,
Dizzie Rascal - Coldplay Mashup,
Freda Payne - Band of Gold,
Bob Dylan - Most likely you go your way (Mark Ronson Rmx),
Big L - Big Love

2 comments:

aidila said...

waited for one hour. i would have torn all my hair out.

you're lucky there's even commuters now. god knows how people moved about before they existed!

you know it's strange when u describe KL or better still, KL-ites, I often think "But I'm not like that!!!" because i always think I am very much one.

But as you pointed out...maybe I'm different than the average KL-ite, or the average Malaysian for that matter.

Maybe

sory said...

well during my trip i even evolved my "i don't care" - mantra.
everything you cannot change -> suck it up and deal with it.

hm i describe it from my point of view, so no warranty for objectivity or accuracy, but i do think that leaving the country changes you - i am not really viennese anymore i guess (if i ever was...)