The day began with a small note not idyllic: storm and rain. We were going this time (although more than 15 days or the duration of normal people who work holidays? Argh. Vacationers will be when we will be great), but tourists who are there for a limited time are a bit of cum. We take advantage
of thinning to rush to the beach. Ours is really empty, like someone near enough if there is a problem, and given the sea state is preferred not to tempt fate. We return to the crowded beach where jet skis to have fun we touch (very smart) and which avoids the strings that connect to the unfortunate Zodiacs flying through the air (the famous parasailing). Indeed there has been a great fall, the guy who drove the zodiac has miscalculated his move and the guy dove, he had to make a good fright! The "relief" being engaged in dredging, drinking beer, he had to wait a quarter of an hour before we deign him off his parachute filled with water. We still managed to swim a little. Vincent then again welcomed the cat he seems determined to take (him anyway he adopted us), and we ended the last night on the island in THE Irish pub on the island (not very Malaysian, but they did not serve rice or noodles, so we thought it would be a good idea).
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