The fishers gave us one fish as a present. The restaurant cooked it for us for RM 8,-(EUR 1,60).
Fish broker who just bought fish from the fisher coming back from the ocean
PUlling the net with freshly caught fishes
The next day David took me in his car to go to the fishing village. On the way I saw different kinds of flora and fauna, whereas the fauna usually consisted of some unknown big insects or the more usual cows and goats. We passed a chocolate and kapuk(used to fill matresses and pillows) tree, numerous palm oil and pineapple plantations. It was also very interesting to watch a Malay woman who makes atap(roof made of palm leaves), something which is currently replaced by tin roofs. Nowadays we don't see as many ataps as we saw before in Indonesia or Malaysia.
We stopped by a man-made lake to watch the fishers throwing out their net. There were not many fishes but it really made me cry inside how to watch the fishes jumping, struggling and gasping for their last breath. Anyhow they do die naturally unlike the lobsters who die in pain by being boiled alive which takes about half an hour. We chose one red carp which we could bring to the restaurant to cook. So we had a fresh fish dinner for around RM 10,- for 2 including drinks. For the first time I tried the kopi cham which is a mixture of coffee, tea and chocolate.
I was amazed and taken aback at the same time. In a rural fishing village, life is not too different from the tough corporate life in the city. The mostly Malay fishers came from the ocean while the Chinese brokers were already waiting for them. They bargain and buy the fish from the fishers at a fairly cheap price. These brokers do all the marketing and sales work and sell the fish to the restaurant at a comparably high price.
We went home for a rest, then took a walk along the sea. On our way back we had drinks and watched the sunset while listening to the dangdut. It made me smile internally because a Muslim girl with covered hair sang a pretty sexy song. She just didn't move her body in a sexy way like most Dangdut singers but the text was pretty cheeky.
Our day finished off at the night market where they sold heaps of clothes, shoes and food. Busy but we finally got to eat our food in a cozy dark place where I didn't realise that I was being eaten by our partners the mosquitoes
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