Mersing and Pulau Tioman
We had the delight of a 7am taxi ride to Kuantan with a great local taxi driver. Another font of knowledge and a hoot as well. Dropped at the bus station with time to spare we then walked past abandoned food halls and outdoor markets (because of Ramadan) in search of a chinese food court and breakfast. Found in the nick of time and we then walked back with full bellies to sit on the bus for the morning.
At Mersing we were dropped right by the Jetty so bought tickets, dropped off our bags and caught a taxi into town in search of an ATM and money. Turns out Maybank usually has the longest queues but also is the only one to accept our cards.
The boat ride was great and we were dropped off at Tekek to go to the resort. A nice South African couple had booked so the bus was waiting, but then left before we could all get to it. Brian grabbed his cellphone and got it sent back.
Waiting was fun though as the trees all look like they’re adorned for Xmas - but infact the decorations are very noisy fruit bats.
The resort is great but quite a culture shock for us. We’re used to the price reflecting the standard of the room, but here the rooms are definately priced way above the norm that we’re used to. However we get the 2 pools, water slide etc.
Thinking of Claire and her foray into golf I suggested a game might be fun - oh no - NZ$45 just to play, then I’d have to hire clubs, wear a shirt with a collar and proper golf shoes. Well, that was the end of that cute idea. I’m sure my golf would have looked more like hockey anyway.
There are 4 restaurants and one even has a kids menu so that’s great for the smalls. We’ll never make it into the others with their subdued ambience. I doubt they’d appreciate our precense!!!