Enclosed, claustrophobic and full to the brim with stalls, the night market in KL’s chinatown was absolute madness compared to the days earlier events. Stretched out across the small street were multiple stalls which came together to form two small tunnels down the entire street, shirts and handbags forming the roof of this bizarre market.
Talking of which, you’d swear that Malaysia was suffering a severe shortage of clocks, handbags and shirts from the selection available at most of the stores. But it certainly was great fun pushing your way through the sellers and buyers, taking a glimpse at their wears before walking on. I even had an attempt of buying a watch, though I seemed to have failed terribly in the art of bartering.
Starting at half the sellers offer is not a good start, with Matt having to bail me out soon after.
Dinner in one of the temporary restraunts further up the street was a refreshing break from the crowded stalls with their hot food and cold beer. It’s certainly a far cry from what we expect back home, reminding me more of a school kitchen with it’s plastic tables and chairs. The waiters do have good eyes though, seeing the uncertainty on Victoria’s face (she was choosing the place) and rushing out with menus and getting her to make a decision. The rest of us were pretty hungry so we didn’t mind at all.
By the end of the night I’d bought my watch, even if it still was a tad higher in price than what Matt would have taken it for. I guess I still have much to learn!
Compared to the exciting events of yesterday, today is going to be a far more relaxing with only a few selected spots to visit and the coming Chinese new year threatening to close most things down before it gets too late. But more importantly, we need to get a tonne more of those custard buns before we leave tomorrow! Scrumdilliumptious indeed 😀