Our foodie friend in Australia reminded me of the famous food court (Lot 10 Hutong) at Lot 10 shopping center. We took the Monorail there. I don’t really know the differences between the Monorail, LRT (Light Rapid Transit) and MRT (Mass Rapid Transport), but I know they get us places and are very convenient. The Won Ton Noodles with BBQ pork was RM 12.50 (USD $3.20). The Hokkien Noodles – RM 13.90 (USD $3.57) and the extra lardon was RM 1.50 (USD $0.38). They were both delicious. For dinner, we were to meet my schoolmate at a popular Banana Leaf Rice restaurant called Sri Nirwana Maju in the Bangsar neighborhood.

From the Bangsar LRT station, it was about a fifteen-minute walk. The area has a lot of expats (expatriates). At one point, we saw four caucasians within a minute. We stopped to take pictures of a beautiful flower. Someone saw us and came out to chat. The Chinese man will be returning to his home state Melaka for Chinese New Year next week. He’s very happy that we will be visiting Melaka. History and maritime buffs may recognize the name “Malacca”. Referred to as Lunar New Year in the U.S. and many parts of the world, and as Tet in Vietnam, the “Chinese” New Year starts on February 16 and the celebrations last 15 days.

We walked by a Mini Cooper car dealership and the security guard struck up a conversation with Kenric. The Guard said he’s from Nepal and has been in Malaysia for five years; he likes it here. He said we must visit his country and Mount Everest; Americans like to visit Nepal, and that the two countries have great relations while linking his hands. Kenric told him he’d like to visit Nepal someday. He does.

Dinner was really delicious. The “plates” are banana leaves. The Teh Ais (Iced Milk Tea) was superb. We discussed if mutton is the meat of a goat or a sheep to no resolution. We both stuffed money to the poor cashier. Although she tried to convince the cashier into taking her money in Tamil, my grip was stronger. Hema insisted on buying us a round of drinks at a bar further down the block. After more great conversations, she drove us back to our place. Thanks for a great evening, Hemalatha!