Long, long walk in search of the LRT

I survived just fine. Made it to the Lake just before break of dawn and sheepishly I will have to say it ain't that difficult to find. The nearest LRT or monorail is however, half an hour on foot which, in the soon blazing sun, is no walk in the park.

This I discovered after my Other Half dropped me and the Princess off. While waiting for Princess to start her jogathon run, I decided I had better find my way to the LRT. That, and my tummy was rumbling.

This is just fine.

After a hearty breakfast of wan tan mee and steaming hot kopi (yum!), I trekked to the Monorail. Horrors. Not only was there no overhead bridge, thus forcing me to risk life and limb running across highways, it was also horribly far away.

In search of the next nearest station, the one at Chow Kit was, alas, just as distant, entailing a long trek through the KL GH and past a big padang.

Nope. It's definitely the taxi home for me. RM15 poorer I am but at least my Princess and I are out of the blazing sun. Which is fine by me.