319 4.6.2019 going to KL (again, but by bus)

Hasmik and I packed our luggage and brought it down to the reception to get it later (I would return on 8th  before boarding “Benjamin Franklin” and Hasmik in the evening before flying to KL). We wanted to meet Lulu at “Merlion”, the mermaid-lion, and took a walk to there.

The way was along the Marina bay and mostly nice. For a while, the noise of fighter jets dominated the scenery, for whatever reason they flew around and up and down Singapore. With Lulu, we had brunch, starting with traditional ice cream and then a selection of Falafel, Humus etc at “Fill a pita”.


Lulu and Hasmik then went to the MRT,

Lulu for work and Hasmik for the beach and I walked to the place where I should get the bus to KL. There was no sign and no one waiting when I arrived at the given time (on the ticket was written to arrive 30min earlier). But after 15min some young people came and confirmed that the bus to KL would go from there. 10min before departure time a bus arrived, but the driver told me we should wait for the next one. And this one came half an hour after the departure time, so I again had some guesswork if everything will be ok. But then, it worked well, they had a list, and my name was on it, we drove for one hour to leave Singapore, there we also had to leave the bus, walked through the departure office and boarded the bus on the other side. After a few minutes ride, we repeated this procedure at the Malaysian border and then the rest of the ride was only interrupted for a 10min break, for toilet, cigarette and food).

For me this break was mostly for warming up again, because the AC was running like mad and when I am only sitting my body cannot cope with fridge temperatures. In KL, the bus had one stop before the one that I needed and I wondered if all the other passengers knew from other trips where to leave or had been informed better than I (I could not connect to wifi and not do roaming although the Singapore SIM card would allow it)
But with asking I managed to drop off at the right place. There was a street trader selling powerbanks and although I was not sure if it would work, I bought it, because it was cheap enough to risk it and he took S$. Later I found an ATM, bought something to eat and arrived at the building of the hotel. At the reception they needed to know the name of the hotel, because there are several integrated and luckily, I found the name. Then I needed to go to another entrance, find a lift that would go to 6th floor (not every lift does and for some you needed a card to make them go). There was the reception and I got a card to go up to 37th floor and after entering a 10digit code, the door opened to a great room with even greater view.
Now I only needed to get into contact to Hasmik or find her, when she would arrive from the airport…
In front of the house, I had no internet, so I didn’t know if she would arrive soon and if she would try to contact me and if she would have a SIM card. So, I went upstairs again and luckily saw that she had a SIM card and had contacted me.

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