It's raining—a lot. I could handle just a bit, but a full day and sleepless night of non-stop, pounding rain is just too much. I'd rather it be sunny and hot. At least I could walk around without fear of drowning and sleep at night. Last night, it sounded like the whole building was going to come crashing in when the rain picked up. It was just sheets of rain. There were no raindrops.
That said, I did get a good walk in around painfully boring Kuantan. For a rather large city, there was nothing going on except the usual. I tried to find somewhere to have a drink, but failed miserably. The only place I entered had no customers, horrendously expensive booze and the music was so loud, I couldn't have talked to someone had I wanted to. Not that there was anyone to chat with, but still. So, I met two Indonesian guys, finally had some proper smokes (Malaysian ciggies are just shit), went for some beers and it was all good—until the heavens opened and ended my decent sleep.
I say decent because I actually managed to get that way. The night before, the pillows were so fucking hard, I thought my neck was broken in the morning. It took me five minutes and stretches before I could move it around. It's sad because that was the only bed I've slept in that has been long enough for my body. They had to ruin it with the fucking petrified wood pillows. Same last night. The bed was just too fucking tiny. I scrunched up, put on some music and was out in no time. I probably would have stayed that way if it weren't for the fucking rain. Of course, once I awoke at 4.00, it was hell getting back to dreamland. So, I feel like ass today, it's still raining and there isn't a goddamn thing to do in Mersing except bang around in the cheapest Internet cafe I've found, eat, walk around a bit and hope I get some decent sleep tonight.
However, I guess I'm getting what I deserve since it is monsoon season and it's supposed to rain a lot. Maybe, but I wasn't going to leave the east coast untouched monsoon season or not. I met one German in my hotel, but so far, that's it here. I guess today is another rest day, laundry, reading and tasting the local specialities. Booze looks like a no-go, so I'll have to try and enjoy it sober. Fuck.
That said, I did get a good walk in around painfully boring Kuantan. For a rather large city, there was nothing going on except the usual. I tried to find somewhere to have a drink, but failed miserably. The only place I entered had no customers, horrendously expensive booze and the music was so loud, I couldn't have talked to someone had I wanted to. Not that there was anyone to chat with, but still. So, I met two Indonesian guys, finally had some proper smokes (Malaysian ciggies are just shit), went for some beers and it was all good—until the heavens opened and ended my decent sleep.
I say decent because I actually managed to get that way. The night before, the pillows were so fucking hard, I thought my neck was broken in the morning. It took me five minutes and stretches before I could move it around. It's sad because that was the only bed I've slept in that has been long enough for my body. They had to ruin it with the fucking petrified wood pillows. Same last night. The bed was just too fucking tiny. I scrunched up, put on some music and was out in no time. I probably would have stayed that way if it weren't for the fucking rain. Of course, once I awoke at 4.00, it was hell getting back to dreamland. So, I feel like ass today, it's still raining and there isn't a goddamn thing to do in Mersing except bang around in the cheapest Internet cafe I've found, eat, walk around a bit and hope I get some decent sleep tonight.
However, I guess I'm getting what I deserve since it is monsoon season and it's supposed to rain a lot. Maybe, but I wasn't going to leave the east coast untouched monsoon season or not. I met one German in my hotel, but so far, that's it here. I guess today is another rest day, laundry, reading and tasting the local specialities. Booze looks like a no-go, so I'll have to try and enjoy it sober. Fuck.
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