We walked the urban center around us.
All showered. All clean. Ready for bed. A difficult task to keep clean in the urban-ness of Kuala Lumpur, especially when you are 4-years-old and your name begins with an “E”. We just returned from Mass at St Johns Catholic Church. The church is David’s stone throw away from where we are staying. The service was in English and well attended. Maybe the people showed up in great numbers because this is the final weekend of Ramadan and the Catholic Church is piggybacking on all the festivities. Our monumental challenge today walking through the part of the city I thought was “Little India”. I am not sure where we really were, except the fact that we were surrounded by 1,000,000,000 people – all walking down a crowded bazaar street. Not to be done again. I thought we were going to Little India, but all the bazaar shops were selling headresses or other wardrobe items for Muslims attire – nothing really India-like – except there were a billion people. I do not know how people could do shopping in all these crowds. We usually try to steer clear of these situations, but I saw the bazaar area and wondered what was going on over there and before you know it we were one of the masses thick in the throng. The trouble was, the street had no end and no way out, so once you were in the chute you sort of had to stay in the chute. After what seemed like a 1/4 mile we found a place to squeeze out. I guess I could make some sort of analogy how Columbus went looking for India and found America and when we set out for Little India we found Malaysia – a very crowded street in Malaysia. This morning we tried to walk to Chinatown but only went as far as Merdeka Square. Time for Storytime.
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