Having been 5 minutes late for our ship from Thailand to Mal..

Having been 5 minutes late for our ship from Thailand to Malaysia, we decided to immediately buy a ticket for the nearest ferry, which was only the next day at 9 am. We were told the price of $23 for two tickets, as we expected, but when we opened our wallet it turned out to be only $22 and not $30 as we for some reason expected. We scraped together another $1 in change for the ticket and we were left penniless. Only $100 was on the cards, but just so you understand, the port is not in the city, but in the jungle where for many kilometers there is neither an ATM nor any shops. And more of that, we didn’t make any return tickets from Malaysia, no hotel reservations, no insurance and we don’t even have cash for any kind of visa fee that customs officers sometimes like to come up with. We only hoped for the fact that Malaysia was visa-free for us and there shouldn’t be any problems. Soon all the port employees began to go home and we were left completely alone. All alone. In a huge port with a bunch of halls in which you could do whatever you wanted. Open halls, dining rooms, exits to the pier and customs passages. At first we had a feeling of euphoria, like in the movie Home Alone. We turned on the lights throughout the port, turned on the fans, played our music on the speaker throughout the echo port and enjoyed freedom until night fell. At night everything became much worse than in daylight. Some sounds were heard throughout the huge building, eternal knocks and creaks gave no rest. But even despite the fact that a one and a half meter monitor lizard was running around in the parking lot, and huge rats began to appear everywhere, the most nightmarish horror was the evil Thai mosquitoes, which make us to completely wrap ourselves up in sleeping bags in the tropical heat. And more at night we were visited by some local bikers, who wandered like zombies for another hour along the empty corridors of the port. Also there was no water or food so we went to sleep. We found a dining room, made a bed out of chairs and tried to sleep, which was impossible because there were tons and tons of mosquitoes. There was an opportunity to cover yourself with a sleeping bag, but then it was very hot, and as soon as you open up, hundreds of mosquitoes immediately bite you. And when we say hundreds, we are not exaggerating, since Jasmine counted 32 mosquito bites on just one knee in the morning. As a result we waking up every 15 minutes either from mosquitoes or from strange sounds everywhere. We nevertheless waited for the cherished dawn and soon were sailing, with the Malaysians still incomprehensible to us, to the largest island of our lives. 🐊🦎🦟🦀