Saturday 24th May
Dozens of people
come here, in small boats, from nearby Terengganu. They all wear bright orange life jackets and
they have the best possible time, snorkeling in the beautiful bays of Pulau
Kapas.
They like to chat,
and to practise their English, as they bob past 2XS. “Have you been snorkeling? Ah it is BEAUTIFUL!” And it is indeed beautiful… I feel all
relaxed, with nicely stretched muscles from all the swimming. As well as this I have added many beautiful
peaceful memories of coral, and fish, and giant clams, to call upon in times of
stress.
I managed to swim
up and down the bay about four times, and was just a bit reluctant when Pete
suggested actually setting foot on shore to explore a bit of the island… There
were still bommies I hadn’t investigated, fish I hadn’t seen…
Qimi Private Beach cafe |
But of course he
was right, and we had a lovely walk across to some of the other little bays,
where there are lovely chalets, and yummy little restaurants.
Tonight everyone
alighted from their boats and set foot on the beach, to play cricket, and to
have a potluck dinner in a small patch of shade. The best position for a cricketer
was…fielding, with both feet in the water… I managed to stay very happily wet
for most of the game, because the ball couldn’t help but go into the sea.
Pete played most
valiantly, flinging himself headlong into the sand in pursuit of the ball. (No I don’t have photos; I rightly suspected it
would be a very sandy occasion and I didn’t want to subject any of our precious
cameras to sandblasting.)
And tomorrow, sad to say, we’re on our way, won’t be back
for many a day….
I could happily
stay right here in this lovely bay for … well until the food runs out, which is
just about now anyway… We are supposed toe be going to a marina in Terengganu. I had a very strange and unsuccessful phone conversation
with the marina manger, who was very kind and helpful but who really didn’t understand
anything I said to him… And I didn’t understand his instructions at all.
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