Another 8.30am start. We weren't enjoying having to get up for breakfast, but on the bright side, it wasn't a 4am wake up call. It could be worse. Today's eggs were fried; I had toast instead and ate the papaya that tasted a lot like South Africa's spunspek (spelling?)

Edd and I then decided to walk to the furtherst point on the opposite side of the island and snorkel in the area between Kapas and Gem Islands. It was an indredibly long walk and we passed locals who had taken a trip out to the island for the day: it was Sunday, so they were all relaxing and haing a good time. We knew Malaysia was a Muslim country, but still found it odd when the women swam with all their clothes on - head scarves included. I got irritated with a bit of sand in my bikini bottoms, I shuddered to think what those women had to endure with sand in their jeans. We were relieved when we finally got to the furthest point, sweating and panting.
I covered myself in tiger balm to test a theory: it stank, hopefully sea lice would stay away. Edd had been stung quite badly by the little beasts; I was hoping they'd leave me alone this way (we really needed rash vests, but were on a island and thankful they served beer, we'd figure sea lice out with a bit of cream: before, during or after the fact).

We swam out to where a group of people, who had booked a day trip, had been dropped off to snorkel. We weren't sure why they were wearing life jackets, we struggled to get to the sea floor no matter how hard we tried. Edd found a snorkel in the reef and dived down to collect it, because he had to swim with his arms, not having flippers, I then attached it to the tied part of my costume bottoms and swam like that for the rest of the session.

Edd had swum to a part of the ocean that dropped off and got dark and mysterious; I had no desired to swim where he was, so entertained myself by terrorizing sea aenenomies and clown fish. It turns out, Nemos are quite terrirorial little creatures and have a serious case of small fish syndrome. Edd then suddenly shouted for me and I looked across the surface of the water at him, he was about 7 metres away which may not seem like a lot, but it is when he seems to be engulfed in a blue hole of nothingness. He said he'd seen a shark swim across the bottom of the sea floor between us, it was apparently 1.8 metres long. I looked down and had apparently missed all the excitement, whilst playing with the clown fish. I panicked anyway though and swam to him, grabbing onto his back for dear life and not letting go.

We started to swim back to shore, as I was scared. He wanted to go looking for it, I refused to go and refused to let him go be shark lunch. We swam across the shallows, close to the shore as I figured the sharks would not enjoy the warmer water and lack of space. Edd cam up behind me and pretended to be a shark by pinching my thigh, I then turned around and pretended to be sea lice. Something caught my attention out the corner of my eye and drifted to the sea floor - 50 Ringgit had just fallen out of his pocket. I swam down to grab it, showed him the note and then above water, explained the finders keepers rule of life. I was going to spend all of it on fridge magnets, just to get him back for pretending to be a shark.

We got out of the water, packed up our stuff and then started the long journey back to our resort; I thought I'd remembered them serving lunch until 1.30pm, so we still had enough time to get back and eat.

I was wrong. The kitchen was closed. One of the ladies that worked at the resort offered nachos or cake, but we needed food with substance, we were shaking we were so hungry and did not have the energy to walk back to one of the other resorts to eat in their restaurants. She then offered us fruit salad with musli and yoghurt, eureka. Times 2 please! We borderline licked our bowls clean, swopping Edd's papaya with my green melon as we weren't partial to those fruits.
Edd then went to our room and sat on the balcony, I rinsed off with fresh water and then went for a quick tan top up. I wasn't wearing any sun cream, so took my phone with and timed myself - 20 minutes a side; the sun had come out and was fierce, it would be more than enough.

After 40 minutes of frying, I joined Edd up in our room, he'd just gotten into bed for a nap and I joined him, playing Mexican Trains on my iPad instead and then napping a short while later.
We woke up at 6pm, it had just gone gin o'clock again and we had to get up. We'd ordered fish meals for dinner, which was served at 7pm. We took our phones down to the purple bean bags and attempted to communicate with the outside world, there was internet, but it was limited to Whatsapp and maybe the odd email and even then, the signal dropped constantly. We'd been told the day we arrived that there was only 10GB a month for the entire resort, so its usage was strictly for messages and emails only, no YouTube video streaming and wifi calls were allowed as it depleted the data drastically. The blogs were being written in Microsoft Word, ready to be uploaded when we got back to the mainland.

Our dinner was delicious, as usual, and we were invited to join the younger staff for drinks at one of the other resorts. I had originally agreed to join, but after the afternoon nap that had abruptly ended, needed to resume my postion pronto. Cip lent us his iPad as he had a movie on it we could watch, he joined the younger crowd for the additional drinks, Edd and I watched the bad movie (The boy next door) and then went to bed instead.