Blogs from Terengganu, Malaysia, Asia

It took two days of travel to get from Ko Lanta to KL. The first day of travel went remarkably smoothly. Our flight from Krabi left ahead of schedule and we made it to our hotel in Kuala Lumpur just an hour and ten minutes after landing. Compare this to the last time we flew to KL, when it took two hours just for our bags to show up! The second day of travel wasn’t so smooth. It all began before we even made it to the airport in KL. Our airport shuttle bus was decidedly dodgy and Scott and I even commented to each other that it was a rust bucket with no suspension to speak of. As it pulled into the airport the engine died right in the middle lane of drop off, holding ... read more

Don't know why but this blog never got finished, It disturbs me when things are incomplete so months after the event I have finally got round to it. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Once again the end of our trip is looming up but not before we visit our favourite island. You know the old saying...... Save the best till last. After two days in krabi we flew down to Kuala Lumpur in Malaysia. A few hours later after hanging around the airport we boarded a plane to Terengganu. The jumping off point for Pulua Kapas. We were to late to get the last boat so stayed the night there. By midday the next day were back on our paradise island. We arrived to hugs and kisses from Kyan the owner of the bungalow operation. We soon fell into the ... read more

The staff member at the resort who told us how to get to our paradise beach also said that if we kept going the same track would take us over to the other side of the island. So off we set. We pass the path down to the beach and the track then gets a lot narrower. There seem to be lots of other tracks leading off the main one, and after a while we can’t tell which is which. We're now in thick jungle and not entirely sure where we are, and Issy's starting to express some reservations. I ask her what she thinks is the worst thing that could happen. She says getting eaten alive by monkeys, but I think that dying of starvation would be worse, because it would be slower. We then ... read more

We decide to go exploring. Google Maps seems to show a bit of a track around to the cove next to the resort, so we go to the end of the beach to look for it. We find lots of thick jungle, but no track, so Issy says we should ask someone. I'm pretty sure the resort wants its guests to stay on the grounds so that they spend lots of money on food, drink and activities, so I don’t think asking any of the staff would be particularly beneficial. I’m sure they’ll tell us that Google Maps is lying. Anyway I’m not into asking. I tell Issy that real explorers don’t ask; I bet Edmund Hillary didn’t ask someone the way to the top of Mount Everest, or Neil Armstrong the way to the moon, ... read more

I'm relieved to wake up and find that I don't seem to have developed rabies during the night. Issy's still feeling the after effects of the last two days' travelling, so I set off for breakfast on my own and see the resort‘s massive grounds for the first time in daylight. It's next to a harbour and seems to have lots of very good looking tropical resort type rooms in buildings called "blocks", each containing four rooms. I usually associate blocks with prisons or public housing estates, but this looks to be a step up from either of those. There also seem to be lots of excellent looking recreational facilities here including an olympic size infinity swimming pool, a gym, a soccer ground and a large children's playground. The only thing that seems to be missing ... read more