..it is the norm in Bachok to call the people who lived along the fringes of the beach as Beach People - orang pantai...being mainly fishermen theirs was a hard life, then..
..not too long ago their houses lacked toilet facilities..no, it cannot then be called houses...for huts is more like it...made of planks and atap roofs from coconut leaves...
....not having toilets, all toiletry activities are carried out on the the beach, for, indeed the whole beach is their toilets..normally done in the wee hours of the morning before the sun comes up...or after dusk...seeking safety from the halflight...the resulting puddle is left to the waves to pull it back to the sea...
...those days, if families wanted to spend a quite evening by sea, they would normally select beaches away from settled area...thus avoiding flotsam and stepping unwittingly on puddles...
...but things have improved greatly since...we have access roads built right up to the beaches..houses without bathrooms are no more..and children no longer have to rush to the beach whenever something they ate disagree with them...
..and for me, I can go to any part of the beach without fear...
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You're lucky to be living in some of the best places nature could offer. Don't you find the sound those waves make at night so calming & soothing?
..salam, doc tranquility..
..yes, pakcik is lucky..Allah has blessed with relatively good health and a peaceful place to spend his final years..May Allah gives you long live, health and bounty..and a time for u to retire in peace..Amin...
I've always wanted a little house near the sea. And nothing can beat the sounds of ombak crashing in and out---24/7...I so dig it! You are very very lucky to have that, i envy you very mucho!!!
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