You know how people say you should plan for the unexpected, because you never know what might happen? It’s good advice that.
Certain aspects of my life is so predictable, that when I planned to come to KL to see my son on the first leg of Tour D’ Tom Yum, I necessarily had to have a contingency plan.
You see, my x has become so predictable in using my son as a pawn in her bitterness, that even my sister in
Cape Town, some 7,000 miles away, knew that she would let me fly all the way to KL only to come up with some crock about why I couldn’t see him.
And that’s exactly what happened. The drama of it all *rollingeyes*.
Luckily there’s good people in KL too
With the predictable part of our visit to KL having run its course, related emotions boxed and tucked away, we forked our plans and met up with tree-hugger extraordinary, Ian and the lovely Eve.
Immediately they plunged Julia and myself into culinary abandon at some secret Baba-and-Nonya restaurant tucked away in the corner of a building, which was a much longer walk away than Ian claimed. It was worth it though as Ian demonstrated the barrel of laughs hidden in innocent looking cendol.
With our stomachs full a nap was in order and much desired (considering our 4am start this morning), but instead we headed to the SA High Comm to go and sort out some stuff and meet some interesting people and some not-so-interesting people. But it turned out well and Julia was treated to a good 10 minutes of Afrikaans banter as I sorted out my stuff.
We then indulged in a bit of window shopping over at KLCC and sampled some of the food from which we are deprived in Kota Kinabalu. Our day ended in the company of Ian and Eve again, them clearly being on a mission to fatten us up.
Their local food haunt in Lucky Garden was to be where we gained our first kilos on this Tour D’ Tom Yum, and to make sure we didn’t burn it off in the day immediately following, we chugged it down with beer.
Great day, and all things considered and some ignored, not a bad start to Tour D’ Tom Yum.