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Reminiscing Pangkor Island...

Ok Ok, so it's already the 13th day of Ramadhan but sadly, I am only in my 5th day of fasting. Meh! Anyways, Ramadhan is going great, nevertheless. Even though I couldn't fast at the beginning of Ramadhan, I sure acted like I could!

So, it's been a while since I put any pictorial updates. Hence I thought I should take this chance to put in a few photos of days before. I'd say most of the photos uploaded here would be on my family vacation to Pangkor Island. This happened a while back, in July to be precise but better late than never right? Here goes...

Day 1 - Making our way to Lumut where the jetty to Pangkor is.

On the jetty now!

That's our ferry. It's called "Naik Selalu"

In the ferry at last!!!
L-R: Mak, Bapak, Doc & Buffy

Finally, after I think about 45 minutes, we were on Pangkor Island!

Us in our ride from the jetty to the resort. Yay for picture taken in a fast moving van!

Mak at lobby area. We arrived early and had to wait until our room was ready.

Off to lunch in Sea View Resort. This wasn't where we stayed though. But their restaurant came highly recommended apparently. Yummy Chinese food!


A beach front scene at our resort, Teluk Dalam Beach Resort. I wouldn't recommend the resort though because it's a little bit run down. You'd wanna enjoy Pangkor in a place like Pangkor Island Beach Resort!

Day 2 - We decided to take a boat ride around the islands of Pangkor. The boat ride was SO much fun but scary! Thank goodness for very experienced boatmen.

Then we were dropped off at Coral Bay for some snorkelling action. Hehe! Really, we were practically stranded there for an hour. But the boatmen came back for us like clockwork. Phew!

That night, we left our resort to check out the Ikan Bakar. SOOOOO YUMMY!! Mind you, the price has got oomph too because it was supposedly one of the best ones there. Can't remember the place though but it's at the end of the stretch in Teluk Nipah.

Day 3 - Bye bye day. Farely Well Pangkor!!

Till the next trip!


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