I'm leaving my condo to get water in Kuala Lumpur Malaysia. I have to jam my feet into these shoes first.
I have two doors and one is a gate. You see about 25% of the shoes belonging to the five other women who live here. Mine were on the ground because they are too big to fit in that delicate scheme.
I have a skeleton key that is hard for my arthritic hands to turn. But it looks cool and I like it anyway.
I could use the elevator to go down, but it takes a long time to get to me, and it's hot in there. So I use this walk for exercise and entertainment.
I'm going to take the stairs.
Here they are. Two flights per floor. It's not hot now. It's like a wind tunnel for the most part. The windows you can kind of see are on another building and this place is open. It rains in here when the wind is up for a storm.
I'm on floor 9 but I came up here first to show you this happy face.
Now I'm going down. The dirt on my shoes is volcanic and from Northern Thailand two years ago. It won't come out by any method I know of, so it's like a souvenir of my time there.
I have on purple knee socks and a shredded pink nightgown from years ago in California and a blue scottevest you can't see. My ankles are only swollen to about 4/10 on this day.
My mother would have a fit. "You finally lost weight, and now you look worse than you did."
Here's Floor Eight. See the handrail?
Don't use it by mistake.
This balancing act on the stairs would send my son into overdrive with his ptsd. He does not like me to walk down stairs at all. I'm kind of limping my way down holding a water bottle and maybe just a bit unstable.
In case of fire, these contraptions are on every floor. There are directions on how to turn them on, but I would never try. I think you need a gang to deploy this thing.
I'm on 6 now.
And taking a rest to look at the view. It's early morning and misty. The view is normally bigger than this.
Going downstairs is actually harder than coming back up in some ways. My knees and hips wonder what the heck is going on, so I like these windows to look out of.
Did someone try to use this blurry hose on 5 one day?
I'm on 4 now and level with the place you saw out the last window. But this one I can only shoot from afar. The floor level is far below this. The whole window/stair scheme changes at this level.
After Floor 3 the stairs have no windows at all. I'm in the parking garage levels now. The first floors and several basement floors are only for cars.
Here's the exit. This is The Green Running Man of Malaysia, just like the one in Thailand. If you see him, that's the way out. If I go lower I will be in the sub-basement and have to climb back out.
Here's the exit to the water machine and to the rest of the world.
But the water-getting part of the trip will be in MarketFriday by 
Otherwise this post will be twice as long. I already cut out all the landscape shots. I was not walking when I bought the water anyway.
I was trying to show a good shot of my water waiting for the elevator. But people got in the way as we wait for this slow, hot thing.
It has to go to 19 and come back and it will stop on most floors and be packed with a multitude by the time it gets here. There could be maintenance guys, or movers, or food delivery, or any thing else.
The doors open very slowly and close even slower than that. Then a bunch of people will get out here, and more will get in, and the elevator will continue down all the way to the bottom and then finally come back up.
Only one elevator was working most of the time I lived here. The fact that I can walk down 9+ double flights of stairs, with rest breaks, faster than an elevator can take the trip, should tell you all you need to know.
This photo is worth the wait, right?
Now I'm on 9 again with a different light, walking the other way; and following a ghost.
I did not show you the entry doors again, but here is my kitchen, with my water in place. Mine is the white top and my roommate's bottle is green. Not shown are another ten or so bottles in various locations for the other ladies living here.
I walked a couple of steps more for a close up of the finished product.
I hope you enjoyed this walk for water. I took it at least daily for three months. Never once was I bored.
I took these photos with my cell phone which is some type of android version I do not know the name of and I miss my lost camera. I'm not too good on a phone as you can tell.
You can do a post for WednesdayWalk too. Jay wants you to walk five minutes and document what you see. It took me five minutes to get out my two doors and get my shoes on, but that post would not be very interesting, so I took you on the whole trip.
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