Our Travel Adventures: 14th Jan, Monkey Business, Batu Caves, Kuala Lumpur

Up with the lark (fuc*er had a lie in) and once again Lin's demanding food...... no need to hang about, we know where toast and croissants can be had, so downstairs and next door we trot, part with another thirty ringgets and make for the buffet. Lin gets stuck into the toast while I have another go at the scrambled egg and chicken sausages to see if things have improved, they ain't! The scrambled egg is still almost warm and the chicken sausages are...... well, cant really describe um, sort of not chicken and not quite a sausage. Sometimes I wonder what the hell I'm putting down me throat, but me ar*e tells me it all comes out in the end, so not to worry. Lin's got a face like thunder, the buggers have run out of croissants and the next lot ain't done yet, she's checked the timer and got six minutes to wait, so while waiting...... I'm off to have a sample of some of the other delicacies on offer and the pot of God knows what that seems quite popular, so I'm gonna have a go at that. Looks a bit like porridge, only smells a bit iffy, oh well, in for a penny ..... I follow suit and sprinkle some doggy looking grey stuff on the top and head back to the table.

First thing Lin says (after asking if the croissants are out yet) is "you ain't gonna eat that are ya?" sod it , shovel it in. Turns out to be some sort of very watery rice with bits of fish and some other stuff in, cant say it's the best thing I've ever eaten and I don't think I'll be eating it again, still don't know what the grey stuff was, but it was the best part. I spot the croissants coming out and Lin's there as they hit the counter. Result, Lin's one happy bunny and comes away with a plate full.

We're off to the Batu Caves today, so breakfast is now gone but by no means forgotten and it's a quick shower and back out the door. We, (OK Lin) seem to have mastered the rail system, so two trains later, we're getting off at the end of the line. The caves are home to an Indian shrine/temple and the paths leading up to it are full of peddlers painting henna and selling all sorts of trinkets..... (cheep sh*t). I have a go at one of them coconuts with the top cut off and a straw in, ain't bad, could do with a bit of ice, but where do I find ice at an Indian shrine in thirty degrees of heat?, no organisation this lot.....
So we do the lesser shrines on the lower level, now for the big one and it three hundred and sixty odd stairs to get there. Bloody things been here for hundreds of years, you'd have thought some bright spark would have put in a lift by now, anyway, up we go, well at least a couple of flights, then stand wheezing for a while, then off again. Finally we make the top and I've got to admit, its worth it. The cave itself was a wonder and the view even more so. We spot another level on the far side of the cave and make our way over, two steps up and down comes a monkey..... That's it for Lin, she ain't going no further, no way. So up I go just to complete the climb. The place has a small shrine over to one side, that and a barrel full of monkeys. I think Lin's made the right choice, so I hot foot it back down the stairs to join her before I get me ar*e bit.

The days coming to an end, so we head back to the train, on the way, Lin decides to get one of them Henna things done. At this stage I'd like to point out to me kids, Henna is like a tattoo, but this WEARS OFF..... Lin's right made up with the result and I'm right made up with the price, five Ringgets (£1.20)

Two trains and forty five minutes later, we're back at the hotel, me banging out yesterdays blog, Lin checking out what the inside of her eyelids look like... It don't last for long, its coming up to dinner time and once again we're heading for Lin's favourite restaurant. We get to the door and its falling down, believe me, if you ain't seen tropical rain, you ain't seen rain... It don't last long and we're soon back on track, within five minutes we're sitting down and checking out the menu. No need to look for Lin, chicken satay and egg fried rice, Me?? I'm having a go at the ginger and spring onion frogs with BBQ pork fried rice, Hey, when in Rome.... Lin does the usual and polishes her plate clean, so I take it the satay was good. The frogs went down a treat and the rice really topped it off, and so it should, it was the dearest meal we've had since we've been here, wont be doing that again, tomorrow more street food.

The days done and noddy's saving me a place on the magic roundabout in the land of nod, so bugger off you lot, I'm off ta bed.

OK, so just to explain, this is a Muslim country and they have train carriages and areas at the stations that are for women only.... and you definitely don't cross this line unless you are a 'lady', so that's me done then !!!! lol, so we catch a train 2 ringets each..50p...to you...

Kuala Lumpar city...

Train station...

More city...

We arrive at the Batu caves...

This ones on guard.. no doubt knew we were coming...

The priests make pictures out of coloured rice....

To get to his temple we had to take our shoes off and run up the steps fast as the sun was scorching the ground....then we had to run back down again.. and our shoes were still there !!!

The temples

John does the coconut thing...

On our way to the main shrine...

and yes we did climb these !!!! all 272 of them..

The guard of the shrine...Lord Murragon..

and look at the steps up.. and yep we walked them ..

A light shaft lights up the caves...you've got to be there to appreciate this scene...

The light shines on John... yea right!!! lol...

This little git.....(he's a maccaugh monkey) , nicked this bottle off of a tourist (out of his hands , I might add!) and ran off with it, stuck its finger nail in the end and sucked... He's done this before...