Malaysia was my destination when I first traveled solo, so my heart jumped in glee when I set my foot in that country for the third time. Especially when I saw Petronas Twin Towers. They captivated my heart.
Have you heard of it? If not, I’ll give you an overview. Couchsurfing is staying at a stranger’s home for free when you’re travelling. Of course, you have to be careful about choosing your host.
Luckily, my host was a nice local of Kuala Lumpur. His place was more than what I expected. At first, I doubted that it was possible for two total strangers to get along with, let alone trust each other. But everything turned out great and fun. I was in good hands. You may want to learn more about it here My first time couchsurfing experience . ( this has also been posted on Tripzilla Magazine! )
Trying out local cuisine
Unknown by many, Kuala Lumpur’s cuisine is one of the best I’ve ever tasted. Most restaurants offer buffet at a relatively cheap price. Can you believe that the cheapest food you can find costs as low as 50 cents? You can find it at Restoran Sambal Hijau in Petaling Jaya. There is a wide array of sweets and drinks, too! Although I’m bad at remembering the names of the food I ate, I strongly suggest that you taste their mouth-watering dishes without hurting your pocket. Nazi Lemak is my best recommendation. It is a Malay fragrant rice dish cooked in coconut milk and pandan leaves.
( my breakfast before leaving Malaysia. It’s only $1.50) The coffee was sweet! I love it! )
The photo below is a just a snapshot of the regular scene at most restaurants in Kuala Lumpur. You’ll get really full without spending a fortune, trust me!
After getting stuffed with a delectable cuisine, my host Zikri took me to a nice cafe where some locals go to and find their quiet time. Do you know that Petaling Jaya has numerous cafes too? And some of them serve local coffee. Although this is quite far from the main city of Kuala Lumpur, you’d still feel the good vibes of the cafes that you usually find in big cities.
I stayed in Kuala Lumpur for only a couple of days. As I said, I’d been there twice. Unfortunately, on my last night, something unfortunate happened.
Experiencing discrimination in the most unpleasant way
Zikri and I were supposed to hang out for a few drinks at Reggae Mansions rooftop bar. At the reception, a staff was on the phone and two Bangladesh security guards (Bangladesh according to my him) stood there greeting guests. I smiled as I approached the security guards. I said we’d love to go to the rooftop bar. He said we couldn’t. I asked him why. He reasoned that the rooftop bar was open for guests only. It got me a little upset and asked him, “Since when?” He said that it was the management’s decision. I didn’t protest. Evidently, he didn’t want us to enter. He was grinning like a Manchester cat; it was a bit insulting. We left. As we stepped out of the door, we bumped into this group of white girls and guys.
Prior to that, we already bumped into them on the road while we were on our way to the bar. Probably, they were also looking for a place to hang out. As we went out, I wanted to inform them that they couldn’t go to the rooftop bar because they weren’t guests, but I stopped myself. I was expecting the guards would block them, but NO. As we strode to where we parked our car, I looked back at them and click! THEY LET THEM IN. HOW COME?
I didn’t go back and confront the hostel staff about what happened, because I didn’t want to make any scene. In my mind, maybe they had just changed the regulation, so that’s acceptable. Even so, I told my friend that I would send their management an email or a direct message on Facebook to confirm if that was true. As soon as we arrived at his home, I ran back to my room to check their website if there was any regulation stating that NON-GUESTS are not allowed to enter the rooftop bar. I DIDN’T FIND ANY. I sent a direct message. I got “seen” for a reply. I sent an email, too. I got no response at all. RACIST, AREN’T THEY?
I read on their website that they don’t accept online bookings from locals, but they can somehow walk in. That still depends on the availability of the room. Was that because I was with a local that night and I looked like a local because I’m Asian? STILL, NO.
I was disheartened to be treated that way by their staff, because I personally liked the hostel, and I had once stayed there during my second time in Kuala Lumpur.
After that night, I felt really bad because it was the first time I experienced such a disgusting treatment. Anyhow, I thank Zikri for looking after me. We just dropped by to see the Twin Towers, then finally headed back to his flat to have some drinks. I hope you won’t experience the same incident and if you ever do, I hope you fight back and get the justice you deserve.
The next day, I took a bus to Singapore. I didn’t let the last part of my journey in Kuala Lumpur ruin my entire trip. This time, I had a better and amazing story. That’s gonna be on my next writing. Stay tuned!
Thanks for reading! ♡