In Malaysia, traffic regulations are meant to be broken.

In Malaysia, traffic regulations are meant to be broken.

This view will be one of several things that I will miss about my current employment.

The view from this particular office is impressive. I could see the city skyline from here. As well as Bangsar and Damansara.
Oh, this is where Travers joins Bangsar.
This particular area is experiencing gentrification and it will not take long before Brickfields evolves from what it is right now into another Bangsar. This is especially so when companies like UEM and Khazanah will relocate here. Not to mentioned, Maxis, BT, GE and PWC, among some of the big names, are already here.
If there is a candidate rival for the so-called business district of Jalan Sultan Ismail and its environ, this is the place. The rent here already rivaling that of KLCC.
This one was taken during the Vesak Day procession. If you did not know already, The Malaysian Insider also published a set of photographs which I shot on the same day.
Anyway…

Other photos of the old station are available at post [770], [771], [1259] and [1265].
What was a planned hit and run became an escort mission today on Vesak Day.
I dropped by the famed Buddhist Mahavihara temple at Brickfields today and wow, opportunities for great shots were abound. I just could not get enough and I ended up with 1.45GB worth of shots within the span of 6 hours. In other words, over 700 photos!
That must be a record for me.

And when the procession began, I followed it almost all the way till the end. It began at Brickfields and then, I found myself passing by the Old Railway Station, the Sultan Abdul Samad Building, Jalan Raja Laut and then Jalan Tunku Abdul Rahman and then back at Dataran Merdeka before going back to Brickfields. I bailed out at the Dataran.
And just to give you an idea of how many people were there:

I was near the front of the procession and as the head of the procession was returning to Dataran Merdeka, I spotted the tail just leaving the Dataran to take the route which I had taken earlier. It was that long! Crazy!
And a child claimed to be the reincarnated Prince Siddharta was there too. At first, he walked together with the monks but about halfway through, he opted to sit behind a pickup truck together with other children. And boy, he was the center of attraction!
Anyway, okay, my legs are done. I am logging off but more pictures will be available at Metblogs KL later this week.
Yes, this is a filler.

Sometimes, I am surprised to see how this kind of arrangement is still aplenty in Kuala Lumpur. The vendor conducted his business within the long corridor of a typical tropical colonial shophouse row in this part of the world. Not much separated the vendor from the street: only a pavement possibly a meter wide.
This particular street is called Leboh Ampang. It is the Little India of the city (or is that supposed to be Masjid India?). It is usually busy but on that Saturday, one could lie down in the middle of the street and be certain of his safety, much like Kuala Kangsar in the middle of the night, much like Ann Arbor during the evenings of summer. Okay, that is an exaggeration but it is certainly true for Kuala Kangsar!
I wish I had more time to play around with the settings of my camera but I was in the mood of just snapping around as friends were walking lazily in a Saturday afternoon for an Indian lunch. I had to keep up with them.
Wait a minutes, this is not Metblogs KL! Wrong blog!
Ah, the peril of having more than one blog…