SUMMARY
On our long drive back to Kuantan we felt happy. Everything had gone smooth. We had found a dream spot, which was worth the several hundred kilometres drive and met a local windsurfer in a remote village by coincidence, like a needle in a haystack. Malaysia is a safe and cheap country with a good infrastructure and ample road signs and petrol stations. It’s not difficult to travel around and discover new spots on your own. The white Pajero of George had a few thousand kilometres added on its clock, but the engine still ran fine after our trips along the east coast. It was the perfect vehicle for driving the unpaved roads through remote Kampungs and towards the ocean in search of new spots.
What I failed to tell George was the fact, that I forgot to close the door to the balcony once and the cheeky long tail macaques went on a mission to steal all his fruit. But when they saw me they escaped as fast as they showed up and ran back to the balcony’s handrail!