Marina Cove Sherwood Resort Lumut
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- Swimming pool
- Free parking
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... ticket and hadn't decided where we would go afterwards. The news sent the adrenalin gushing through my body and I immediately felt my eyes pop out of their sockets and the blood pressure rising as my chest battled to contain my heart, which was now pounding at 180 beats per minute. We went from chilled to super stressed in a matter of seconds. That was a feeling I had last experienced in the corporate world - those last few hours of pushing a major deadline. It had ...
... the rest of the night. We didn't have a choice of films, only Malaysian eastenders. Nathan tried his milo drink that night as a desert. As we were watching malaysian TV, gangs of New York came on so it didn't turn out to be that bad. We also got to taste our Cameroon highlands tea that we had bought earlier on in the day. It tasted nice, like a cup of ...
... asked by the bartender to serve the blokes their drinks. Lucky and I were fascinated as we theorized on what we saw. It looked like they were two "working girls"; well that is what our theory was anyway. As we walked home after dinner we were a little depressed that we had a whole day to spend in this place.
The next morning breakfast was ordinary. There was nothing spectacular apart from the cold baked beans. The fruits looked lifeless and colourless, but we managed ...
... and that was where we stayed for the rest of the day. We were both enjoying the heat which was both comfortable and very enjoyable after being so cold in Japan. We read our books and as the weather improved took regular dips in the sea, lovely. All that was left to do at the end of the day was potter back to the hotel, have dinner at our favourite cafe and start to plan our time in ...
... of where to go, plus I just followed to Americans and some girl just followed us. Turns out, I didn't look at the card well enough. I had though I must have passed my road, only to be at least half way there. Asking a kid got me in the wrong direction, but asking a parking cop, I found my way. The first place I entered was uber nice. A heritage building, as all of Georgetown is, with modern rooms inside. Simple rooms. Bed. Table. Shared bathroom. And it was in the price ...