This is the last post in the Malaysia chronicles. And just in time, because our next trip is schedule to start in a few days! Here are some pictures that didn’t fit into the other posts.
I. Hate. Monkeys! I haven’t encountered many in my life, but they are the worst. Exhibit A…the beware of baboon signs in South Africa. Exhibit B…The baboon that jumped Matt’s mom in an effort to get her Pringles in Tanzania. And finally, watching the monkeys and the apes (aka irresponsible tourists) interacting on monkey beach.
The hike to monkey beach was wonderful! It was appropriately challenging and long. The walk there was nice, and we even saw some pretty big monitor lizards. Then, we got to the beach. There were monkeys stealing everything from humans. And humans getting way too close to the monkeys. There was even a lady who brought a plate of fruit over to a group of monkeys so they could steal it from her hands. And you wonder why people are shocked that the monkeys we getting right onto people’s picnic tables. I really REALLY wanted a monkey to steal someone’s selfie stick! Any who, I was highly uncomfortable with the monkeys, so I got myself a stick, because it seemed like the monkeys were afraid of the workers and their sticks. Then I felt better. On our hike back, we encountered a male monkey and his family and he wouldn’t get off the path. We tried to wave the stick at him and yell, but he was growling back. Tried again, nothing. So, we just had to sit there and wait for him to move. Once he was off the path, we had to tip-toe past him. That’s it…I’m done with monkeys.
We went up the hill on a busy day. The line looked long, but it was something to do. They offered us the fast track ticket, but it was double the price, so we didn’t take it. BIG MISTAKE. Double the price meant an extra 10 dollars, and turns out, would have saved 2 hours of our life. We waited in line for over 2 hours to get up the hill. It was beyond frustrating and cramped. Each time the vernacular trolley rolled up, people started pushing to get on. It was miserable. If we had only bought a fast-track, there is no line, and you get on the train before the pushing begins!
Once at the top of the hill, we went to a fancier restaurant, just so we could have some peace and quite. Then, we went for a long walk toward a coffee shop in the middle of the jungle. It was a great decision. If you buy a coffee, they will give you a ride back to the main area. Minutes after we arrived at the coffee shop, it started to pour. Really pour. We were able to relax in our little jungle sanctuary and watch the rain go by. ‘Twas and very nice afternoon. And, on the way back down…we bought the fast track ticket!
Finally, near the end of our trip, we rented a scooter an drove around the island for a day. It was wonderful! We stopped for a Thai lunch, visited a fruit farm, found a waterfall, and enjoyed the jungle breeze. We ended up keep the scooter for a few days because it was such an easy way to get around.