In spite of the early night the previous night, we slept for around 12 hours.  I was up at 3am, 5am and 7am for various reasons, but we didn’t get out of our scratcher until after 8am.

It took us a while to get ready, but we left and took the monorail to the city centre.  We got off and dandered into a shopping center on the corner of a random street.  It was all too ‘high brow’ for us and we ended up just waiting around in there for 11am so we could get lunch before we embarked on the big bad city!

We had the California Pizza company for lunch – it was yummy and pretty cheap.  After we were done with lunch we went outside and picked up tickets for the hop on hop off bus tour.

Our first stop was central market – a place that was pretty much top of my to-do list in K.L.  Turned out it was pretty big and involved lots of walking.

It was, as the name suggests, a market place.  However, contrary to China Town, comprised of crafts rather than knock offs.  It was a good place for all kinds of gifts, personalised stuffs, wooden things, antiques etc.  It’s where I picked up a few postcards – in retrospect, I should have picked up more, but banked on being able to find them pretty much anywhere, that wasn’t the case!

I picked up a few things, I found a lovely table runner that I wanted to take home and we thoroughly enjoyed the dander.  Had we spent more time here, I would definitely have ordered some of the personalised things to take home but we just didn’t have the time to wait for them to be done and go back to get them!

We probably committed some kind of cardinal sin, but we bought a juice from a roadside vendor, he had various containers of flavoured juice.  We tried the orange one at the far end – it tasted like a Tip Top!

We waited a half hour for a bus and when it arrived, we decided to just ride it around the city for some sight-seeing and some recon.  It took a few hours but it showed us where we wanted to go and where we weren’t overly fussed about going.

We got off at KLCC and got stuck at the bus stop cause of a huge thunderstorm.  The bus stop was about 20 feet from an entrance to a train station and we didn’t know if the LRT entrance was in fact also an entrance to the shopping centre we were trying to get in to, so we waited a little while.

The storm showed no signs of ebbing, so we took a chance, and ran.  Turns out it did lead in to the shopping centre – score!

When we got inside, we saw an F1 Petronas station, complete with some Grand Prix cars, a shop and a table with two seats behind it.  We discovered that the drivers for Team Mercedes (Michael Schumacher and Nico Rosberg) would be there in another 1.5 hours.

I was knackered, so I didn’t last very long in the queue and decided to go for a wee dander around the shopping centre (it has something crazy like 6 floors!).

One floor up, a guy approaches me, asks me if I’m German.  I reply that I was not.  He said that there was a rumour that the drivers would be making an appearance – I said that was true and that they’d be there at 6pm.  He turned slightly from me and picked up his phone so I left him be.

One floor up – not even, I was on the escalator to go up a floor (after walking half of the floor to take a look at the shops), I turn around and he’s there again.  Walking up the stairs towards me.

My stomach tightened.  He said, ‘I wasn’t finished talking to you yet’ (uhm, ok, so you FOLLOWED ME?!?!) he asked where I was going (WTF kind of question was that?!) and I told him I was going to meet my husband.  He kind of looked at me for a second, like he didn’t believe I was married, or to see if I was feeding him a line.

He said, ‘oh, ok, I was hoping to ask you some more questions’ and I replied, ‘Sorry, I can’t help you’ and walked off as fast as I could without running.

I walked straight back down to Col.  Pushed my way through the crowd and told him I was going to sit at the seats directly behind the Petronas stand.  He said ok – I didn’t tell him I was followed as I didn’t want to worry him and he was pretty psyched about seeing the drivers.

Instead I went and got a hot chocolate and sat waiting.  Thankfully the shopping centre was all above our pay-grade, Gucci, Jimmy Choo etc etc (you get the idea!)

After a while, the worker-bees around me started to get antsy and all of a sudden, bodyguards and security appeared from nowhere – followed by both of the drivers.  They walked straight past me and nodded, smiled and said ‘Hi’.  I just kinda gave them a stunned smile – holy crap! I had no phone to take pictures and Col had the camera.

Col got some pretty good pics from the front – and had a feeling that I was gonna get a good view from where I was sitting! LOL! It was awesome!

We decided to go up to the food court and have dinner, we looked around the restaurant floor (none of the menu’s looked great) and decided on different places at the food court.  I had a chicken korma from the Bengalise place and Col had special fried rice from a Penang/Malaysian place.  We both thought it was totally yummy – and very cheap!

We took the LRT back to the station closest to the hotel and walked a few blocks back where we both collapsed into bed exhausted!