Gaya Street is the main drag in the old part of KK. The newer part focuses on malls and high rises. Gaya Street is old town. On Sundays the street is closed for blocks to make room for vendors that play music, sell clothes, food, plants, animals, and art.
We parked the car and set out to find a breakfast place. We wanted Dim Sum, but it was Chinese New Year and the Chinese restaurants were closed preparing for that night's festivities. We even saw the dragon dancers on one of the side streets preparing for their performance. We ended up in one of the classic open air restaurants that are very common here. We chose from fare available in steam trays from dim sum to fish balls, satays to curries, noodle and rice dishes as well as baked goods and steamed buns. You fill your plate and head to the cashier, who in this particular restaurant, also serves the beverages. She come up with a price, though I am not sure how. It does not really matter because it is so cheap. This massive meal including drinks was $6 for the two of us. Everyone eats slowly here and takes their time and we followed suit. We stuffed ourselves and went off to explore the market.
There are markets held in different areas of the city on other days but the Sunday market is the largest. It is well attended by both locals and tourists. The prices are quite similar to those in the shops but here prices are negotiable and people do it with a real flare. There are also unique things available here that are difficult to find in other places. I bought a pair of pants and a cover up. It was quite warm, sunny, humid and in the 90's.
After walking for a couple of hours I was losing it. It was only my second day in Sabah. I was sweating, my feet were swelling and I was exhausted from walking. I really needed to sit down somewhere cool. We found a coconut bar. It was shady in the bar and there was a steady breeze from the ceiling fan. Relief.
Jasmah ordered a coconut juice. To make the coconut juice, they take young coconuts and process the juice and then return it to the coconut, leaving a layer of soft delicious fruit inside the coconut to scoop out with a spoon. I chose the watermelon juice and I was happy I did. It was sweet and cold and refreshing. We sat there for 30 minutes, sipping, chatting and cooling off. I felt revived.
We headed back home for a shower and a nap.
Here is a selection of photos from the market to give you a feel for the place.
Plant Booth
View down the street.
Clothing and Beautiful Local Woman
The Kuala Lumpur Booth
Muslim Clothing
Kittens
Ice Cream Truck
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