When we arrived we packed all of our bags onto our mighty rental scooter; something we haven’t done since our trip to Bali. We started to ride around in search for ‘AJ’s Guesthouse’, which was apparently located 20 minutes from the airport. A good hour later we finally found it and were settled into our home for the week.
We dumped our things and chucked on our swimmers in desperate need for a swim and we were definitely not disappointed, the water wasn’t the ‘Philippines’ clear we had expected, and every beach we went to had little devil fish swimming in the water who would nip you if you stayed still too long, but never the less, we spent a lot, and I mean a lot, of our time on the island lying at the beach.
The next day we were off to ride Langkawi’s famous cable car. So we hopped on our hogg and headed for ‘cultural village’, which was not a cultural village at all, but rather an outdoor shopping market, we found the cable car and purchased our tickets which led us into being ushered in a movie theater to watch a movie that really made no sense at all, much to Justin’s disapproval. After the movie we hopped into the cable car with 2 other couples who were taking happy snaps of each couple, meanwhile Justin and I awkwardly sat across one another in the 6 seated car, trying not to bump knees with them. Politely one of the others asked “would you like me to take a selfie of you?” which we declined, partly because we were uncomfortable, but mostly because the best part of a selfie is the 'self' taking.
Proudly, I put up a brave performance and was only lapped once (and hit by Justin once too..)
Justin must have been full of adrenaline because he then asked if I would like to learn how to ride the scooter.
Now we sit on the ferry for the next 3 hours to make our way to George Town.
I better go, there’s a break in the loo-line and I’m not missing out.