Above and below are some more pictures from my time spent in Tioman. They can give you a rough idea of how beautiful it was, unfortunately I can’t give you a sense of how soft the sand was and the sounds the birds made. I can’t get over how special and lucky I felt to be there. Anyway I’ll be posting some more pictures soon.
I have just got back from literally 24 blissful hours in Malaysia on the island of Pulau Tioman. It was the most captivating place I have ever been in my life (sorry Colombo). After a painful 3 hours by coach from Singapore and 3 more hours on the boat we finally arrived on the island. Within a few steps we arrived at a few parking bays. “Ok who’s going in which car?”. The pick up trucks were for us! Complete surprise.
It was probably one of my favourite parts of the trip. We sat being shaken uncontrollably by the dodgy Japanese built concrete tracks as we climbed up some of the steepest roads I’d ever seen. All the while surrounded with abnormally large plants, bird song and stunning treetop scenery. Was not what I was expecting in the slightest. Below are some photos from near the port in mainland Malaysia
The first thing I did once I touched down here was grab a water taxi and head to the little island called ‘Pulau Ubin’. It’s an island where the typical sort of Singaporean building isn’t allowed. People have called it a window into the old Singapore. When you first set foot on the island you arrive at this bustling village full of tourists, restaurants and bike rental stores. However the buildings are like shanty houses. The contrast between this island and the city is quite beautiful. I got a better feeling about this part of the world when having a look round Pulau Ubin.
My Dad was actually with me for this trip and we rented out bikes, he said the trees and the rainforest was much like when he visited the Seychelles. The first 10 minutes of the bike ride were my favourite, you leave the village through a little back street and end up next to this quarry (shown above) then 3 minutes later you’re surrounded by these tall coconut palms.
I got the chance to see some wild boar, which didn’t seem to wild when the tourist buses came to feed them. I also saw some monkeys scurrying along the road, it was really exciting because it’s the first time I’d seen wildlife like this in its native habitat. It’s the sort of thing you see in a documentary.
I also had my first experience drinking coconut water. It’s so refreshing it can’t be put into words. Because the coconut was fresh though, the actual white flesh of the fruit was a bit like jelly. Different from the imported coconuts we get at home. I think a return visit will be appropriate in the next coming weeks to escape some lab report stress.
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