Pangkor jungle, comic hornbills & robber monkeys. Pangkor spa & ‘warrior massage’. Pangkor frangipani, floating flowers & orchids. Pangkor smiles. Pangkor Malaysia, Bangladesh, Nepal, India, South Africa, Oregon, Zambia & you name it. Pangkor sunshine, thick clouds glued to trees, lightning displays and bucketing rain. Pangkor reading, chilling & doing sweet nothing. Pangkor villas in the hills & villas in the sea. Pangkor peaceful. Pangkor cocktails and dining. Pangkor losing all track of time. Pangkor TV-free. Pangkor siestas. Pangkor swimming & soaking. Pangkor sunsets & lanterns…………………
We are now on Pangkor Laut. It’s quite a contrast from KL and Penang and is simply Paradise.
Anything I try and write feels like I am working on a brochure selling the resort. It is absolutely magical.
We are staying in stilted cabins in the sea surrounded by lush jungle. You fall asleep listening to the waves.
Mornings are yoga, and you have a choice of a Chinese or Indian teacher. This is how yoga should be practised, watching the water and in the sun.
Breakfast, lunch, dinner, canapés, cocktails and wine all ensure we are going to have to go on a huge detox once home.
We hear stories of of families of monkeys knocking on the cabin doors, letting themselves in and helping themselves to fruit. No not figments of imagination, the video proved it to be true! Hornbills look like they are in a Disney movie as they come out at cocktail hour.
The spa is divine. I tried a Malay massage and it was bliss.
This is all about Kindles, contemplation and pressing the reset button.