January in Malaysia
It’s a cold, rainy Saturday afternoon here in London and hard to believe that just over a month ago, I was in the sweltering heat of Malaysia, sipping a cool drink on a sunlounger, and planning a dip in the sea. In January I spent two weeks catching up with family in the tropical paradise of Langkawi and the capital of Malaysia, Kuala Lumpur. The difference between the two places is stark. Langkawi is an island full of resorts built into the rainforest. We saw monkeys, bats and flying lemurs in the forest surrounding our chalet and a big lizard inside our chalet! In the evening the sound of the cicadas was quite deafening. Our days on the island were long and lazy, mostly spent swimming, reading and eating. I was even brave enough to go for a ride on a banana boat – twice! - and got dumped in the sea the second time round. Kuala Lumpur, or KL as it’s called by the locals, is very much a 21st Century city – it boasts the Twin Towers and is full of new high rises many of which were built in the last 10 years or so. Much of old KL has now been demolished and replaced with skyscrapers and shopping malls. The city is a confusing maze of freeways and spaghetti junctions, definitely not for the fainthearted. Still, there are a few old buildings remaining, mostly in a state of disrepair, and the occasional temple, and various evening outdoor markets, which are a world away from the air-conditioned shopping malls. When not shopping, Malaysians love to eat and Malaysian food is amazing. A lot of it is a blend of Chinese and Malay culture, and spicey, but always very tasty. What I enjoyed the most was being able to eat tropical fruits every day in January. Mangos and paw-paw, watermelon, jackfruit, starfruit, pomelo and pineapple. All absolutely delicious. Meanwhile, back in London, I think it’s going to take a while to work off some of my over-indulgences.


