AGGM - Day 2/3 - MJS Tour
Wednesday / Thursday 8th 9th May 2013
Rain's gone, sun's shining as a bus load of Aussie tourists head for outer Kuala Lumpur on the trail of the Batu Caves. At the entrance to the stairs stands guard a giant golden statue of a Malay god. And the stairs head upwards to the caves as, passing small temples, we climb the two hundred and fifty-five steps to the summit, and then down some and up some more, a further one hundred and nine more steps to complete the climb into the massive cave that has formed over time inside the mountain. This is, of course, just a ploy to keepthe boys fit and do some training without it dawning upon their cerebral hemispheres. We descend with caution in order to preserve the body for greater deeds to come on the hockey fields of Japan. We move on to the King's palace where Manager Ric's organisational skills come up short for the first time as we are apparently no t permitted past the front gate. As the temperature and humidity climb, we begin to feel the heat and are glad that we are neither the soldier on duty in full uniform with red tunic, nor the horse underneath him, both motionless in the sentry-box. The Cenotaph memorial to the Malayian and Allied forces is impressive before heading back to the city centre. Here we are reminded of KL's colonial history with the impressive railway station and the fine architecture of the government buildings of yesteryear that look across the hallowed grass of the Padang to the Royal Selangor club where the British ex- pats introduced the game of cricket. But it's time to head to the airport. And the dress code this time ? White shirt, tie and blazer ? At the last gasp Ric acquiesces, and there's a flurry of changing into sage shirts in the hotel lobby. Next stop Japan.