Few experiences match the highs of Kuala Lumpur. Sometimes words are so inadequate. Wei Loon, whom I’d met at the Denmark Open, was waiting for me at 1am at the KL airport. He put me up at his mother’s place; it was a 45-minute drive. The next day I met his mother, and we spent some time discussing our respective societies and cultures.
The next day (Jan 21st), I met Michael, and he insisted I shift to a room at his academy because it’d be easier to travel to the stadium, apart from access to ATM, restaurants, etc. His hall is a 32-court facility — I’ve never seen anything like it, with the restaurant and signages and people playing till midnight and all that. Jaw-dropping.
There are too many things to recall… the wonderful Badminton Central group (we played a few matches until 1 in the morning at Michael’s academy!), the Famemas crowd (Malaysia supporters), Allan Teoh, who’d come from Hawaii to watch the Malaysia Open, the ‘unique’ experiences Michael treated me and Allan to… and of course, the wonderful food. I felt sad at leaving KL. The evening before I left, Wei, Jaymee and Abedeng treated me to dinner at Steven’s.
You can check out these links on BC about the matches at Michael’s place: