Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia Days 1 & 2

Arrival
It's all kind of a blur at the moment. It started off like any other day; drove to mum's, parked the car, took train to work, all with our luggage in tow. We had a normal day and then our car picked us up promptly at 2:30pm GMT outside the office. It took about an hour to get through London to Heathrow, and because there was oddly no queue for our Cathay Pacific flight we sped both through check-in and Security pretty quickly. Our gate number came up fairly late, but we soon headed off to gate 34 and waited to be called. We needn't have, as it is pretty much a free for all with no one bothering to queue, nor was anyone able to decipher the garbled announcements overhead. We got on and luckily the lovely girl who checked us in, Justine, ensured that we had a row of three seats to ourselves.
It didn't take long to realize that the family of three sitting behind us were quite loud and chatty, and we weren’t looking forward to dealing with this the whole plane ride. Also, the gentleman at the window seat kept grasping the back of Christian's seat and shaking it, all the while laughing. We don't pretend to understand people. To Christians surprise his seat went straight back. Apparently when he was trying to adjust it the gentleman pulled back on it really hard. "Please stop doing that!", Christian exclaimed and all heck broke loose. Well, the family summoned two flight attendents and all screamed for 20 minutes in Cantonese at the same time. The flight attendents calmly listened and would then come to us for our version of events. Neither of us were looking forward to 11 hours of their belligerence, when the attendent stated to us "The thing is, he believes you pushed the seat back intentionally and wants an apology". Is that all?
Christian turned around and, carefully never using the word "Sorry", stated that he certainly didn't mean for the seat to go back so quickly. At that point, the man went from howling lunatic to smiling friendly neighbor, shook Christian's hand, shook the attendents hand, the attendent shook Christians hand, and we never heard another peep out of them the entire flight.
Our flight was actually delayed an hour due to massive tail winds up there somewhere, and we didn’t leave till about 7:15pm, but we luckily arrived at Hong Kong airport with about an hour and a half to go till our connecting flight. It was still as clean and exciting as it was last time we were here in September 2006. For some reason the plane was directed to park on the tarmac, much to the pilot's displeasure, and we were forced to disembark using the stairs, and took a bus to the terminal. We went through the SARS checkpoint (little thermo-imaging cameras that check ones body temperature) and continued on the long trek to the adjacent terminal where we were to catch our next flight to Kuala Lumpur.
We were also to meet the groom's parents, Mr & Mrs Wang, as they were taking the same flight with us to KL, having spent the last week in Hong Kong, but they were no where to be found. We finally ran into them on the plane, it wasn’t hard as Mr.Wang is the spitting image of our friend Ricardo.
This flight to KL is a little over 3 hours long as I write this. Mind, it is now 10:56am on Friday morning in London (5:56pm HK time). As we left our office over 20 hours ago we are feeling decidedly crumpled. Kelly is sick unto death of what she's wearing and wants to now burn the lot. As we came close to landing there was an announcement that they were about to spray the cabin (for parasites) and so we were advised to cover our mouths! Ric and Christine were at arrivals to meet us, and Kelly used about 2 minutes to change out of her now-hated trousers into a sundress, much more appropriate as it was still 80 degrees, even though it was 7:30pm, and, since we are so far south, already past sunset.
Ric hired a van and we took off with him whilst his parents went in Christine's car with her, and we drove for about an hour through palm-lined highways before arriving at the Boulevard Hotel, in Mid Valley City, Lingkaran Syed Putra. We checked in, went up quickly to our room 1219 and immediately jumped in the shower to remove nearly 24 hours of travel from our bodies. About a half hour later Ric came by and presented us each with a Starbucks frappuccino, in flavors indiginous only to Asia, green tea and red bean. We picked up Christine and his parents in their room. They had recently been to China and his mother gave Kelly a large bag of tea she had acquired there. It consisted of dried tealeaves wrapped up into little one serving braids. It supposedly assists with weightloss, and everyone kept warning it was bitter. "Sure", Kelly said "How bitter can it be? I have yet to find a tea I don't enjoy" and threw it in her bag.
We all got into the van and, at about 10:30 that evening, headed off to dinner. We went to a large outdoor market serving all sorts of different local cuisine. We walked in past a large internet café filled to capacity with online gamers. We sat at a table in the market that had a little stray kitten sleeping underneath it. As Kelly has learned in several other countries, she can look at strays but can’t touch them. We walked around with Ric whilst he ordered various foods from various stalls and gave our table number to each. Within minutes, we were all dining on chicken, beef, and lamb satay, deep fried mushrooms, mussels in chilli sauce, and a large, fresh whitefish (with edible bones). To drink, Christian and Kelly shared an enormous pitcher of freshly squeezed watermelon juice. Behind us, the sky frequently filled with lightning, but it didn’t rain while we were there.
When we thought we were done eating, Rics father ordered some more; consisting of sticky rice, dumplings, and some sort of sonething else that had shrimp in it. Only then were we done and we returned back to the room by 1am the following morning.