On our way back to Kuala Lumpur, we stopped by at a fishing village, well known for its prawns. At the port of this village, we were able to observe fishermen haul their catch of the day. Under the shacks, children were playing around, the elderly minded their own business, and fish lined on metal sheets under the hot and ferocious sun. Just outside of the village, stood a stall selling coconuts with two flimsy chairs under an umbrella. Viva la Life.
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