Another quiet day.
I woke up quite late and proceeded to the restaurant and ordered toast and a fruit salad - when the fruit salad was placed in front of me the words wow creeped out of my mouth because it looked amazing. When us British people think of fruit salad we usually think of bits of fruit cut up and added to a bowl. This one however was presented with umbrellas and big chunks of fruit that were presented with their skins in some kind of decorative manner. There was apple, orange, pineapple,
mango, watermelon and banana. The good food here and my eagerness to eat everything on the menu before I leave has led to me ordering way more than I can handle - I ate one slice of toast and despite each and every one of the fruits being so sweet and succulent, I had maybe one piece of each and couldn't eat another bite.
And then out of nowhere I could see one of Burung's friends walking towards me. He seemed to be looking for me because as soon as he saw me he lifted his phone to his ear and a few seconds later Burung came strolling casually towards us from the beach. Seeing Burung and having him look for me didn't bother me like other people I have met on this trip. He never made me feel uncomfortable and after not seeing him last night and having to put up with sleazy Zook it was comforting to have him next to me for protection!
The tide was still extremely strong and no boats could come to or leave long beach- this had been the case for the passed two days. Burung, who was surprisingly aware that tomorrow was my last full day on the island advised me that I would need to walk over to coral bay to get my boat on Thursday. Also he said that because I also wanted to do a snorkelling trip I should probably just move over to coral bay for my last night as snorkelling trips are also now being forced to leave from there.
I told him I wasn't very keen on that side of the island because the beach wasn't great. He asked me if I had seen the other side to where I had been laying the day before. I hadn't felt much like exploring the day before so had no idea there was another side (behind the pier) and so we walked over to coral bay so he could show me. Burung's jetty was also over on coral bay because he had to leave at 4pm to take people back to the mainland.
After looking at a couple of places he showed me the restaurant where his mum worked as a cook - Mama's Kitchen and introduced me to his cousin who worked there also. It was always quite funny when he introduced me to anyone or when i walked anywhere with him because everyone that he knew would talk playfully to him in their language and laugh. I kind of guessed it was about me because it always occurred after i walked past. He would tell me that because they never see him with tourists as friends they were teasing him.
After chilling in the restaurant for a while he took me to see these beaches that I had no idea existed. We went up a path that I probably would have been too scared to venture up on own, climbed over some rocks and there they were -three beautiful secluded beaches. Each beach was separated by some rocks in the middle but they really were gems that were hidden from the none-the-wiser tourists.
They were lined with trees, palm trees, and there were even pineapple trees with pineapples everywhere. Burung explained they weren't the pineapples that I knew, these ones had to be cooked. We went swimming and honestly it couldn't have been more romantic. Again he was such a gentleman and didn't make me feel uncomfortable at all. At this moment I just thought, damnit! Why can't I like this boy!
We walked back to the main beach where he got his jetty back to the mainland while I walked back to long beach.
Burung said he would meet by 8 for dinner if he was able to make it back to the islands. I got ready and sat on my deck reading but then decided to go to the bar where they play the live music until he came. I ordered a G.G cocktail (basically apple vodka with cranberry juice) and drank it on a deck chair watching the sky turn to night- it was gone 8 now and I had decided that because I had no guarantee that Burung would actually make it back i would drink my drink and then go for dinner. And then, as if Burung could hear my thoughts, one of Burung's friends came along and told me that Burung had rang and was on his way.
I had seen Amin while I was waiting and he asked me if I wanted to have dinner with him but I told him to join me and Burung instead. One of the dreads from the band also joined us - I had many laughs talking to him. I asked him if he smoked weed - he did but he told me it was very difficult to get over here and if you are caught with it you get hanged. I was astonished to hear they still had the death penalty! Anyway to my pure and absolute amusement he showed me how he got around it - he pulled out a box of cigarettes and told me to smell them. They smelled like cloves but were apparently black market cigarettes that had weed in them!!! He told me that he had once tried to grow weed but that the ants always ate it. He said he used to watch them to see what happened after they ate the leaves and he had me in absolute fits explaining how they would walk, stop, wipe their face with their antlers and then walk back to where they had come from. While others would just walk around in circles.
I had Tom Yum seafood soup and rice, it was ok. During dinner I had gone to my room to use the bathroom, lights all left on as usual to avoid any surprises - that apparently doesn't work though because despite looking around anxiously when I walked into my room, whilst peeing I looked up to see a humongous spider. I jumped off the toilet so fast and straight out of my room! I got back to the table and sat their upright and silent. Burung asked me what was wrong and I used my hands to explain the size of the spider in my room - perhaps slightly exaggerated!!! Matt, the guy who worked on the reception at Panorama, who was jokingly said he wasn't scared and would get rid of it, I gave my key to him so fast and said, "ok, do it!!" There was no messing around with me when it came to spiders!!! He looked surprised but took my key and walked very valiantly towards my room. About 5minutes later he plopped himself back where he had been sitting flinging the dead spider around!!
After dinner we went to the beach and had shisha again but Burung told me he had to go to drop his mum back home and might be back - I rightly didn't hold my breath but he had left his friend with me, to look after me I assume because he never told me why he was leaving him. It definitely wasn't because we got on or anything because he didn't speak very much English so conversation was sparse. I told him I was going to bed and walked towards my accommodation, not before passing monkey bar (where the band played). Anas saw me - he is the main singer of band, and asked me where I was going. I had been drinking monkey juice ( it is malaysian Rum) and had a really bad headache but he insisted that I stay out. I sat at the bar and ordered a bottle of water whilst twiddling my key around. Anas came and spoke with me and asked to see my key. Then when I said I was going he took my key, put it in his pocket and then went and started performing. Grrr!!! Eventually he gave it back and I went to bed.
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