After swimming until we were blue in the face, we met with Russian couple, who advised us this island. One of them has already visited 105 countries and the second has visited 50. They lived on the other side of the island and in the evenings we went to visit each other across the entire island. But it was not difficult considering that the whole island is only 500 meters wide. So we spent our evenings talking and drinking on the beach painted each other with henna and enjoyed sunsets and gain road knowledge from seasoned travelers.
Having thrown our things in the tent, we quickly put on our swimsuits, took our masks and ran to the sea. And as soon as we jumped into the water we immediately found ourselves in a Jacques Cousteau film on Discovery. In 5 minutes we saw more species of fish than in our entire life in aquariums and oceanariums. Sea urchins peek out angrily from under the rocks, crabs bask on the rocks in the sun, stingrays lie on the bottom, slightly buried in the sand. Corals are so bright that it seems they were painted. Huge toothy mussels slam in front of you, hiding their rainbow tongue. Golden the bottom shimmers with sunbeams, making the underwater world even more magical, and colorful fish swim up to you and slightly tickle your legs and arms.
Not finding a place for a tent, we entered the territory of a small hotel, where we set up camp in the courtyard, paying $5 for the use of a shower and a kitchen, or rather there was only a stove. And there wasn't even WiFi. Perhentians Islands (Malaysia) are really really small and quite luxurious place and people come here to relax, snorkel, dive and stay only in hotels and there are practically no backpackers and campings. Although these islands are considered almost the most budget-friendly of their type but it's still expensive, at least for us that time. The cheapest hostel cost 20 bucks and one portion of food in a cheap cafe here cost $5-10 but we managed to just order clean rice for $0.75, topping it with all sorts of free sauces. There is not even a settlement for locals, only service personnel who live in the same hotels and cafes. But the most important thing is that we could leave all our things here, at least with a little confidence that they would not be stolen and run to the sea 😍😍😍
The beach was filled with small bungalow hotels, cafes and diving clubs with equipment rentals. We wanted to find a place for a tent and even found a wonderful place, the one in the photo, but we were afraid to set up camp here and leave all our things and laptop in the tent, and so we decided to look for something safer. But we couldn’t wait to jump into this crystal clear water.
We can’t believe that the pictures on the Internet didn’t lie to us. The Perhentian Islands (Malaysia) are more fabulous than we imagined. Just look at this... 😍
There are so many stories about scary insects flying in clouds across Asia, and tales about how Asians eat them everywhere. That it seemed like we were traveling through the wrong Asia. We have never even come across where insects are sold. On the contrary, the food here turned out to be really tasty. And the only insects that bother you here are mosquitoes and sometimes flies. However, just like at home, with the exception of a couple of huge cockroaches and beetles seen. But for some reason, the only thing no one talks about is geckos. It is these cuties that have captivated all of Asia. Here they climb in crowds along the walls and ceilings, do not interfere with life at all, and at night they quack or blather from the bushes, but not as annoying and as frogs. 🐉
9:30 am. On a fast boat we rush to the Perhentian Islands (Malaysia), already visible on the horizon. We have only $25 left in the pocket and 0 on the cards. There are a lot of snacks in the bag and two helmets are tied to the backpack, causing bewilderment in everyone, sailing to an island where there are no roads, no cars and no motorbikes.
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The next morning we woke up in a tent. The location was not ideal, since the town Kuala Bessut (Malaysia) is very small and is just a port to the Perhentian Islands, but in the light of day we saw that the local street arts that really promised us good snorkeling there. So we bought instant noodles, water and snacks for the islands life and went to the ship.
It was already getting dark, we in Kota Bharu (Malaysia) are still trying to get to the Perhentian Islands. Had lunch at another street food eatery, waited out the rain and made our way to the outskirts of the city, where we continued hitchhiking. After 10 minutes of waiting we were picked up by another two guys, who immediately clarified that they were good friends, but not gay. They like almost everyone here were Muslims and told us for a long time about nationalism and religion. We treated them to cake, to which they objected that it was Ramadan and they did not drink, smoke or eat from 7 am to 7 pm. They took us to the nearest village. Apparently there had never been any tourists here and people approached us in surprise with a desire to help and send us to the bus stop, to which we replied that we did not have money for the bus and we travel by hitchhiking and everything is fine. This put them into a stupor and they simply did not know what to do. And now a big cheerful Chinese man picking us up. He was as funny as he was loud. Every sound made our eardrums explode. He was glad to see Russians and Ukrainians live and not as usual from videos from the Internet. This kind man first treats us to some sweets, then decides to take us straight to the port, making a detour of several tens of kilometers for himself. Which helped us a lot, because standing on the highway in the moonlight is not the most pleasant thing. Later he takes us to his favorite place to the beach with the bridge so that we can take a couple of photos of the local landscape. And upon arrival at the port he also buys us a couple of servings of rice with chicken and fish from Grandma’s street food. A little afraid to leave us here, we convince him that everything will be okay and we will calmly find a camping spot somewhere on the beach, he left us a business card to call if anything happens. And now we are on the other side of Malaysia, setting up a tent, eating rice, admiring the fishing boats. And we end our day by falling asleep to the usual singing of mosques.
The last ship to the Perhentian Islands (Malaysia) leaves at 16:00 and it is already 14:00. We still have to go half way, which is 200 km, through mountainous terrain. Coming out onto the highway, two guys pick us up. One of whom said: "Don't worry, I'm a policeman." He really looked like a typical policeman from Malaysian films. It was with them that we were more worried than with other drivers, because... he and his friend asked too many questions about our visas, about our exact route and where and how many days we spent. He said that he would take us to a neighboring city, from where buses go to the city we need (But we don't need to go to that city, since it's a big detour around). Having blurted out to the policeman that we didn’t have money for a bus (Because usually in Asian countries the Police do not approve tourists without money), he replied that he still couldn’t drop us off on the highway. But at least we were already driving 100 km/h faster than the truck, across all road rules. Approaching the border of our beloved Thailand, we reached the city of Kota Bharu. Pretending that we were going to the bus, we waited for the police to leave and began to look for a way out of the city. Kota Bharu is not a big city but it is not at all like Penang. There are not a single tourist here, all goods are very cheap and the mosques were pouring out loud prayers throughout the city, which sometimes you have to shout over each other to hear. All the way we doubted whether to go to these islands or not. Because the weather forecast promised rain all week long. The prices for the ship, which carries only 20 km, cost 12 dollars and we had no more than 40 dollars left (If you remember, we had these trips before we worked for Onlyfans, so there really was no money). And the accommodation itself promised to be not easy, because the islands are very touristy and there are only hotels there. And the rain that was pouring in Kota Bharu at that time only increased our doubts. We have already reached the opposite side of Malaysia but we understood that we were not going to get to the islands today. It was getting dark outside and the last ship had already left.
The path to the Perhentian Islands from Penang Island (Malaysia) lies across the entire width of Malaysia, since these islands are located on the opposite coast of the country. And a 450 km road hitchhiking through mountain passes and jungles will not be fast at all and we want to get there today. Penang is a fairly large city with a developed infrastructure and unlike Langkawi island, there are buses here, which we boarded at sunrise to get from the beach to the center of the island. From where there are two 2-3 kilometer bridges and ferries to the mainland. There is a fee to cross the bridge and the ferry but only in one direction at the entrance and since we hitchhiked here for free now the ferry was free for us too. We boarded the ferry and the gates immediately closed behind us. Having reached the mainland we found ourselves in a big city and the most difficult thing in hitchhiking is, as always, getting out of the city itself. But Malaysian hitchhiking is so good that even in the center we didn’t have to wait even five minutes before we were already driving with a fanny grandfather in a right-hand drive Toyota (like every else here). Next a pink Honda Civic, tuned according to all Asian Need For Speed criteria stops for us. But having lowered the tinted window, a bald old man about 70 years old, with a beard like a Shaulin monk, smiled at us from the car. And so, 60 km/h in a sports car, we reached the next point, where for the first time in Asia we were picked up by a truck driver on a timber truck. Which was carrying a dozen felled trunks, weighing 55 tons, which was not good for us because a huge mountain pass began and we drove both uphill and downhill at 20 km/h. But we had a great look at the mountains and landscapes with floating clouds on them, small waterfalls flowing along the route, and interesting road signs informing us about deer, elephants and capybaras walking here. The truck driver dropped us off at a roadside cafe (we only managed to take a photo of him driving away from us). We ate our favorite spicy rice with chicken in a cafe for $1 and move on.
P.S. Sorry, we didn't take good photos of this road, so you'll have to use your imagination
Hi Hi Hi, sorry we delayed our travel blog a little 🫣🌎✈️ So let's continue, we still have a lot of interesting stories from our trip around the world. At the moment the journey will continue in Malaysia, on the beautiful island of Penang, where we hitchhiked from Thailand. And today we will try to hitchhike to the opposite side of Malaysia to the Perhintian Islands, as we were told that there is the cleanest water and some of the best snorkeling in the world, so let's see 🤩🤩
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