To reach Kuala Terengganu, our next stop as we headed for Puchong, Sazali drove us on a breathtaking coastal route, which overlooked the China Sea. The winds swayed the palm trees that lined the deserted beaches; locals minded their own businesses at the markets and stalls. We stopped at Kuala Besut and watched fishermen at work before we stayed at a nearby resort (run by local people, thank goodness) for late lunch. After lunch, we dropped by at a beach for a stroll under the hot and fierce sun. No one swam and so didn’t we. Instead, people sat under palm trees and picnicked, or rested inside the nooks of caves overlooking the sea. After our beachside break, we arrived Kuala Terengganu and met with the president of the MFD at Terengganu and his wife (The MFD has 14 regional affiliations) for dinner before hitting the sack.
I was unable to reach any participants because people were out and about at the time, and it was suggested for me to return later in the month when they open up their one-stop communication center. I doubt I would be able to return due to other scheduled visits.
I find the concept of "going to the beach for swimming" is foreign in some developing nations with warm climate and nearby beaches. I was torn with indecision whether to go swimming on the costal Kenya. I ended up swimming only in areas with high volume of tourists so I would not stand out. Love your outfit, Rue!
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