5 things I hate about Malaysia

Earlier this week, I had visited Kuala Lumpur, capital of Malaysia. Now, I think I appreciate Singapore quite a bit more than before. I don't have many pictures, because Kuala Lumpur is generally an ugly place with nothing much to photograph. Furthermore, I simply wasn't in a photographic mood.

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Just as Malaysia disappeared from the view of our small aicraft window, we started our descent into Kuala Lumpur. We were landing southwards, so we had to make a loop around Putrajaya before landing. Putrajaya's this really beautiful ghost city that was purported to be the future civic district or something, but in reality its roads were empty and deserted.

We made the final turn over some marshland and landed in Kuala Lumpur Inter nation Airport.

Thing I hate about Malaysia 1: Signboards, or the lack of them

It is nothing short of an insult when is greeted by an airport completely bereft of proper signboards.

Just 30 seconds of stepping out of our Singapore-registered plane, onto Malaysian property, I found myself lost. Now, where the fuck is the arrival hall?

I would think that its rather important to provide clear directions to it, since everyone would be looking for it, no?

I had to amble around aimlessly for about 200 metres, before I found a map.

I couldn't find the arrival hall in this map, so I had to glance sideways to the other map.

There it was, in another building.

Now, how do I get there?

Apparently there's some people mover at the end of the terminal that connects both buildings. We went to the station, only to find 2 platforms, so we waited in the middle, wondering which platform would be used. When it had finally arrived, we squeezed into the absurdly crowded people mover nose-to-armpit. Disgusting.

No signboards, no arrows, no guides. Just a map for you to figure out everything by yourself.

Insulting.

That is not the way any city should welcome its visitors.