Everyday in KL, sometime between 2p and 3p, it rains. Pours. Without fail. For about an hour. And then it goes away, and the sun comes out again. It rains so hard, and the water that falls is much colder than the baking asphalt streets, that it creates a curtain of steam so thick it looks like you could eat it with a spoon.
Here's the Mosque (yeah, i said Mosque) across the street from our rehearsal hall just before the rain came:
And here's a shot out the same window during the storm: