While staying with my Deepavali family, Nora and I were able to follow them for a short holiday to Penang. It wasn't even a holiday, rather a time for all the kids in the family to meet up and enjoy each other's company while their parents do the same.
The older children in the family had planned such activities as trivia games, making someone into an animal using only what's on the beach and tag games. These were definitely fun to participate in, but the best part of the holiday was the beach.
I love the beach. I have always loved the beach. I probably always will love the beach. I've been to beaches everywhere from the rocky, freezing waters of Nova Scotia, Canada, to the powdery sun-warmed sand of New Smyrna, Florida. There's just something about the rhythmic crashing of the waves, the foam lapping at your toes, the seagulls cawing in the distance, that makes a beach more than just a tourist destination.
The beach on Penang was absolutely beautiful. The water was lighter, clearer and a million times warmer than American beaches. The sand was powdery near the ocean and coarse near the hotel. This was my first beach in Malaysia, hopefully I'll visit many more.
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|View from the Penang ferry|