Next year shall be the visit Terenganu year.
I didn't know that until the cab driver picked us up at the Airport which was still under construction for upgrading. It was under construction as well when I went for the short trip in 2006. I wonder whether they will be ready for 2008 is speeding in six months time.
The cab driver dropped us of at a small, looks like a family run business, motel at Pantai Batu Buruk. I personally like the hotel. The pool is well maintained, the scenery of Beach stretched behind our room eventhough the coffee house is the simplest every facing a rows of Semi-Ds in construction. It's not that I hate chain hotels (after Paris Hilton got into jail), but this motel was special. It made me felt at home (with not so clean wall), comfortable and cozy.
Thursday morning was spent trying to go to the beach but at 9:00 at Terengganu, the sun is just eating you down at the beach. So we spent the time at the nice Pool which the kiddo didn't want to get in. We took off to Marang, booked the ferry and found a small gerai that served excellent Sotong bakar.
We took the boat ride quite shakily. It was fast, and the jacket was not properly fastened to the Kiddo. He was scared, I hold his chest and his heart was pumping heavily. I prayed hard and held him tight.
In fright we were until the boat reached the sandy long beach of Pulau Kapas. Have been there before so it was not a surprise to me, but The Man was. We checked and Duta Puri (known before as Tuty Puri) was a total frustration. It pissed me off to think how bad it was until it made me decide to defer my blogging post for now. Till later....
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