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Once again, the mainland of Malaysia greets us with slightly..
🕑 Added 2024-06-08 03:00:14 +0000 UTC Once again, the mainland of Malaysia greets us with slightly muddy water off the coast. Having jumped off the boat, we go to look for a good place to hitchhike. Now our path lies to the capital - Kuala Lumpur. To fly (as someone already guessed) to Vietnam. We have already bought tickets so now all that remains is to get to the capital. An interesting fact is that in Malaysia a huge number of villages and towns begin with the word Kuala, and as it turned out, this translates as coastal. We crossed a long bridge over a brownish river with fishing boats and started hitchhiking. After 10-15 minutes we were already driving with some guy to the next point. There’s $5 in our pocket, that’s all we have left, we want to eat, but there’s no more money even on the card, and the plane leaves in 3 days, so we still need to live through this time somehow. Realizing that the path to the capital is not close (about 600 km), we think that we will not get there in one day. And then for the first time we were picked up by a Muslim girl driver, she dropped us off somewhere in the jungle, and imagine the surprise of the next driver who picked us up. We think he stopped, more to find out what the hell these backpackers were doing in the middle of the jungle. And how lucky we were with this guy, he was a doctor and a Buddhist, and like all the Buddhists we came across, he was incredibly kind that he decided to lead us through the city, and not along the highway so that we could take a good look at everything, explaining this by that: “What kind of a journey is this if you always drive along the highway and see nothing but the road.” Although our plans did not include an additional excursion around the city of Terengganu and we wanted to get closer to the capital as soon as possible, we did not contradict him and enjoyed the trip. He was so quirky and cheerful that he constantly smiled and repeated the last words of our sentences but with a raised, questioning and funny intonation and at the same time he always laughed. Having learned that we had never tried sugar cane juice, he stopped at another roadside store and immediately bought us a bag of fresh juice. And yes, it’s a bag, everything is sold here in plastic bags, juices, soups, etc., they just insert a stick into the bag and tighten it with an elastic band. After another hundred kilometers, he takes delicious local boiled corn for everyone, and later gives even his corn to us. Having barely reached his destination, he decided to stop in a park by the sea to relax and we realized that we had found a great place to spend the night. It was a park by the beach, and there was no one there except a few families who came here to have a picnic dinner on the ground, since the sun had already set and they could finally eat in Ramadan, but also there was a gorgeous view and it was calm, and there is also a restroom.So when we told the doctor that we would stop here for the night in the tent, he started running around the area in fear, trying to find a better place for us. We still have his corn left, but he says: “How can you stop here with just one corn, there isn’t even a cafe right here?” In the end, we convinced him that everything would be fine with us, he gave us another bottle of water and also left a business card so that we could call him if anything happened. Half the road to the capital has been completed, and tomorrow we will continue our journey.
