Redang

Beautiful Redang Island

The 10-hour bus ride up to Merang Jetty was no joke. We were unlucky to be allocated the last 4 seats at the back of the bus. At first, we thought that we were lucky because the entire row at the back of the bus was empty, which meant that we could occupy them if we wanted to. Mel and I took over that row so we could stretch our long legs out. I think the bus must have had the springiest of suspensions ever!! For the entire night, we bobbed up and down on the seats and sometimes we were even thrown up when the bus driver drove over the extremely rough parts of the road. We had a driver who must have driven for Grand Prix before. There he was speeding his way up to Trengganu, overtaking every single vehicle that was in front of him (I'm not kidding). We did not sleep a wink that night and arrived at Merang Jetty all groggy and dazed.

For some strange reason that I cannot possibly fathom, the captain of our ferry refused to let us sit at the open (but sheltered) deck. He insisted we went into the ferry and sat with the rest of the passengers in the stuffy air-conditioned cabin. We were too sleepy to argue. We simply climbed into the cabin, rested our tired bodies on the blue PVC-wrapped seats and fell into deep slumber.

I shall continue the adventure another day. Right now, I am in danger of falling into deep slumber anytime!