Kaptan is my hubby's cousin's son. Or hubby's uncle's grandson. He lives in London and came to Malaysia for 10 days to visit this side of the family. He brought along tapes of families in London. Looks like Anuar has a whole clan of family living over there. The looks are unmistakably the same although they dresses differently. Anis and Aiman resembled some of their cousins over there. So does little Ariff, who at this stage looks a lot like his brother Aiman.
We had to speak in English most of the time as Kaptan only speaks in English. He is also fluent in Urdu and Hindi. Well, the only Hindi words that I can know is kuch kuch hota hai which means what will be , will be....or something like that.
Anyway, we brought him to KLCC which seems to be the'must see, must visit, must buy something as souvenir' place. He took a lot of photos over there, with Nuar being the official photographer. Not unlike the tourists swarming KLCC on that day, he took every possible angle of the tower and surroundings. He also did some shopping, buying watches, digicam, some jeans and shirts.
We took through a whirlwind tour of KL. Instead of shopping in KLCC, we took him to Giant Batu Caves instead.
BTW, he's the one in the white shirt in the picture of me and kids in front of the water fountain at Istana Budaya. Nuar was, well, he's the photograher...
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