a trip down memory lane

just got back from spending the weekend in KL, Malaysia.

Made the trip to/fro by coach, which is definitely not the mode of transportation for people with small (or compressed) bladder (pregnant ladies beware).

The city is not too much different from the last time I was there, still a bit messy downtown, but green at the suburb area.

I did contact some old friends there, who all are quite successfull. Miss "S" (for safety reasons I have decided to conceal their identity against overwhealming fans, hehehehhe) had started her own company, and has passed the 1st year, ready for the 2nd (go girl!, very happy and proud of you!!),.. Miss "T" has decided to quit her current job, and about to start on her own too (best of luck missy, I know u can do it!)
Now, Mr and Mrs "A" and "L", who have been very nice in letting me crash in for 3 days and 2 nights, with amenities rivaled to a 3 star hotel (courtesy of the ever meticulous Mrs."L"), are in their 3rd year of marriage, and I dare say they are getting even more romantic (way to go, mates!)

I didn;t get to see much in the short trip, I promised myself I will be back and explore more, but I was more interested in seeing what has become of KL in the 5 years that I've left it, so I look for familiar surroundings.

The famous Suria KLCC is still the favourite shopping centre, with the "everything under the sun" catchy phrase.
But, Star hill has evolved into a mediterranian sidewalk somehow with road side cafes offering "Shisha" (the turkish and Moroccan smoke pipe) along with coffee and ice cream. Interesting sight, which reminds me of a Moroccan friend.
New malls being built with impressive range of shops and brands, pretty much what I see back home and in the land of the merlion, well most malls are anyway, but one of the malls actually offered the buggy service if you have more shopping bags than your 2 hands can carry, they happily provide a chauffeured buggy to take you and your purchases back to where you park your car, and take you back to the shops for another round.
Went to visit the neighbourhood "pasar malam" for dinner but the pirated dvd vendors are no longer there. Ah well,...

And the icing of the cake, I manage to restrain myself from contacting an old flame.