It was such a lovely day to be
out. Cool and after-the-rain kind of weather. So instead of wasting the nice
weather, I went cycling. Since it was a working day for most people, I decided
to wear office attire. Just to see if it is possible to still be presentable in
office attire after some paddling. So off I went.


Put on the safety vest and began to ride on the main road. Passed by numerous unsung heroes who make the city work. The road sweeper who gave way. The construction workers who smiled and stopped traffic so I could pass. Security guards who directed me to the right directions.

The route I took this time has better sidewalks. Most are
properly paved. And the drains are covered. But the nice sidewalks have the
tendency of coming to an abrupt end. I was forced to cycle on the main road. As
cars and lorries zapped pass me, I made a mental note that I need to somehow
attach a side mirror to the lil' red.


Even with my bright safety vest and blinking red rear light, I didn't felt safe to be stopping for so long under the overhead bridge. Once the road was clear, I sprinted across the road from the left to the right most lane. Then sprinted forward until I cleared the water puddle and sprinted back to the left side. Before long, I found myself in front of KL railway station.
Opposite the railway station is a posh hotel. The building
was previously the "Balai Seni Lukis Negara". I remember visiting the
art gallery when I was young. It was somewhat a dark gloomy place for an art
gallery. Now, the building has been given a fresh look befitting its new name,
Hotel Majestic.

How wrong I was! There
were police uniforms, equipment. weapons, and vehicles from different eras. They have replica of the police during Portuguese Era in Malacca. The guns on display, I am not sure if they are the originals or replicas.
I
particularly like the photography equipment collection. Not only they have those old darkroom equipment, they also have a camera collection of various age and size.
They even have the spy cam that we see in the old James Bond
films!
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