We’ve had 3 weeks in Malaysia this year, and we started on Sunday, July 17th with a route taking us from FRA (Frankfurt) over DXB (Dubai) to KUL (Kuala Lumpur), where we arrived late Monday evening. Our abang (the older one of my brothers-in-law) and his youngest daughter Aleesa picked us up and drove us all the way to their home at Bukit Subang, near Subang airport and Shah Alam, which is some 56km North-Northwest of KL International Airport, close to the capitol Kuala Lumpur:
And Aleesa was also amongst the first of whom I took a photograph on the following evening:
Our adik (the younger one of my brothers-in-law) and his family also joined us the next day, and here’s a photo of his youngest daughter, Aqilah:
I also tried one photo using my compact flash off-camera and bounced over the ceiling – so here’s the result, showing Aleesa and Zuleikha:
Zuleikha told a joke, asking why a cow wants to cross a road (“Because she’s going to the mooohviiiees”), so that became one of the running gags – and the kids really wanted to go and see a film afterwards. So this is what we did, except Aqilah who stayed with us instead:
She looked pretty cool even outside in the sun on her Mama’s arms:
During the following days, we did a lot and also ate out, like at this restaurant on the sea. This is the Straits of Malacca, famous shipping route from Asia to Europe (and with pirates around as I’ve heard):
For all you travellers who want to find that, it’s here:
After eating, the kids went to collect some sea shells, some of which they still have:
Except Aqilah, here on the arms of her kakak (= older sister) Aisya, who is about Zuleikha’s age:
We also visited Putrajaya, the seat of the government and also the king’s residence. Here’s a view from one of the bridges which lead there:
Aiman and Aleesa on that same bridge:
Except of the palaces and government buildings, Putrajaya looks like a giant amusement/recreational park, and you can do lots of stuff there – even try yourself on your cross-country motorcycle like this guy did:
On Sunday, our adik and his family as well as our abang’s eldest son Fariz had to go back – there were no public school holidays in Malaysia during the time we were there. The plan was that we’d take one of our abang’s cars to visit my father-in-law for a bit over a week, and to come back and meet everyone again afterwards, so that is what we did. I’ll write about that next time.
Thanks for reading and viewing.