Palau Pangkor, Malaysia

Following Malacca we took a bus back to KL and then on to Lumut, where we caught the ferry to Palau Pangkor, a small island on the Straights of Malacca.

We stayed at the Anjungan Resort, the most expensive hotel, outside of Hong Kong, on our entire trip, at $60 a night. And the place was misnamed. It should have been Faulty Towers. Right off the bat we had to switch rooms because the ceiling was covered with mold. The managing staff was surly,and refused to give us beach towels, and this, at a beach resort. The next day our AC blew a fuse three times before they allowed us to switch rooms, and then didn't offer to help us move our things, and I had to walk back and forth several times in the hot sun to switch keys at reception. Not that big a deal, but service was not their middle name, or their last name for that matter. Some of these issues could have happened anywhere, though in the most upscale place in Pangkor, you don't expect it. Mostly, it was their attitude that was the problem. Not exactly hostile, but Indifferent with a capital I. In short it was pretty much of a disaster, and affected our experience on the island somewhat, despite the nice beach.

The water was just short of bathtub temperature, but relaxing nonetheless, and Daddy's Restaurant, right on the beach, served up some tasty morsels and cold beer.





Dinner at Daddy's with the Gang

Fisherman at Sunset










This place is somewhat off the main tourist circuit, though as we found out, popular with locals from KL on weekends. On our last night, Saturday, it was quite the party scene, with an influx of food stalls and music on the "main drag." Though we were happy to leave after three nights, we felt fortunate to be on the island for this.





The Main Street Scene on Weekends







Nanette Chatting it up with Street Musicians







Crepe Maker

Muslim Female Bathers






Muslim Sand Burial