stories of a journeyman

Lake Titiwangsa at the park two minutes walking distance from my office/home. – click to enlarge -

How cool is that city.

I arrived on monday morning 4:20 at KL airport and had to while away some time until I was told to get picked up by Achmed at the Sentral station, city center. First thing to do when you leave the arrival building at the airport: get rid of your shoes and dive into your flip flops. I haven’t had any sleep since the morning before but I felt quite comfortable with people around me sending smiles to my direction and a tasty iced coffee in my hand.

When I arrived at the office, I was welcomed very friendly by the team of the Kuala Lumpur Design Week, although I realized they were very busy at the time, organizing the last bits and pieces for the grand opening next friday. Izu, president of KLDW, introduced me to everyone and led me to my room which is on the other side of the house. You all can imagine how much I will enjoy the short way from my bed to the office after the torture I suffered fom every day in Shanghai.

A shower and some e-mail checks later, Izu, Rashid and Wan asked me to join them for a meeting.
“O.K…of course.” I jumped into my Flip Flops and went out with them.

If I knew, where we were going, I would have worn at least some shoes and changed my rude-design printed shirt. I ended up sitting in a chair arranged around a massive meeting table.
The table’s owner – the main sponsor of KLDW. Location – the most expensive shopping mall in Kuala Lumpur, somewhere on a top floor of the building. I was introduced as the KLDW’s international ambassador from Germany. At that time I reached the 30th hour without sleep but I still did a good job staying awake.

After all I went to bed after 40 hours without sleep, was invited for a delicious Malaysian dinner before I fell onto the mattrass and met a lot of very cool people during my first day at Malaysian’s capital city.

And the weather…let me tell you, the weather.
3 months of just guessing that there must be a sun behind two walls ( one of clouds one of smog ) makes you become a sun-agnostic, doubting that there is a star donating some light to earth.
So, today I went for a walk in the park around the corner. Chillaxing in the sun that does exist – I’m a sun-believer again.

Kuala Lumpur, can we become superpals?