KL

Ted. “Terima kasih” I said, thanking the doorman at our hotel in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, a city better know by the nickname “KL.” He replied, “I am Nepali. We say ‘Namaste.’” Learning a phrase in a second Asian language provided a quick lesson in the vast diversity of Malaysia. In the far southeastern corner of Asia, Malays, Indians, Chinese, indigenous peoples and expats from around the world have lived side by side for centuries.

We had the good fortune to spend an evening with a Servas day host named Naresh who, though ethnically North Indian, was born in Kuala Lumpur in the early 50’s. He gave us a walking tour of the older part of town and described life under British rule and the many changes that have taken place since Malaysia gained independence in 1957.

Our son, Stefan’s best friend from college is named Adi. He is a Malay who also lives in KL. For years, we have dreamed of visiting KL to meet Adi and his family. So, it was a joyous night when were able to have dinner with Adi, his father, Zamin, mother Dani, wife Rina and little son, Bayu. 

The next night, Zamin and Dani took us to a dinner theatre where we watched a show featuring the music and dance of this beautiful country. Now that we have finally gotten to know this wonderful family, we can’t wait to see them again somewhere in the world.

The hard working citizens of the country have created an economic miracle in this part of the world and you can see the pride in the beautiful gardens and breathtaking malls.