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In the pre dawn this morning I listened to the beautiful call to prayer by the muezzin and wondered why I hadn’t heard him yesterday but maybe he didn’t do it because of the heavy rain. After another great buffet breakfast, today we walked to the nearest swimming beach which is on the Indian Ocean side of the island. On the way we passed the beautiful red roofed buildings on jetties that I had admired from the ferry and from our resort but found that, whatever it used to be, it’s now derelict.
We passed the small airport and an apartment building offering homestay accommodation which seems to be a contradiction. We stopped to observe a female and baby monkey in a rubbish dump on the roadside but a male monkey jumped up and down and made menacing noises to send us out of his territory. I sent our children ahead and walked quickly backwards while waving my arms and yelling while he ran down the road towards us. Thankfully a scooter came past and he gave up his enthusiastic pursuit and we were able to breathe easily again.
Further along, opposite Teluk Nipah we encountered a family of rooster, hen and chicks feeding on a rubbish pile and this time it was the turn of the rooster to send us on our way. I need to find a way to communicate to animals that I don’t want their food or wish to harm their families!
Teluk Nipah is a beautiful beach with white sand, blue green water and two islands in the bay. The water quality varies with the direction of the current and tide and proximity to sewer outlets.
The water temperature was perfect for lying around and being gently rocked by the tiny waves. We had a delightful lunch on the beach at a restaurant called Daddy’s Café.
We hired canoes and paddled over to Coral Island which had a rastafarian café with lots of bongs, reggae music and fresh coconuts for drinking. I climbed to the top of the hill and enjoyed the moments of solitude in the forest while my children played on the beach with my husband.
Most of the other people on the beach were foreign tourists without children. We watched a Malaysian Chinese man taunting monkeys with food to bring them close enough to the ground that his dog could try to attack them. I wanted to interfere but it was a difficult situation with leaping monkeys and a barking and leaping dog. On the walk back to our resort we were escorted by a beautiful and sweet dog who I would have loved to take home with me.
We finished the day with a new year’s eve buffet and concert by the pool at the resort and we enjoyed singing happy birthday to the Malay woman at the next table with her 6 children.