(I'm gonna make this a really quick one, I've only got 10 minutes to do this shit.)
Dayang was a really really nice place. On the surface it was nothing more than a costal area with your rocks and...well...sand. The fun this about the sand is that its like...flour. Its like flour in the sense that its that soft, and that smooth. You don't go "OW, bloody hell, why the sand so rough one!". You could literally sink into the sand, and NOT complain.
But the sand isn't all.
Dayang was basically a training ground for divers. But there was a fair mix of fishes and corals down in the water. The experience in the water was amazing. For the first time, you could see fish swimming WITH you. You could be like nemo's father, marlin, and chase boats. I could give a whole lot more of examples, but i've only got 10 minutes.
The food there was...well...black. It was relatively okay i suppose. black only becuase they used the bbq method for cooking over there.
Slept in long houses. 8 people to a room, double decker beds.
Alright, 5 minutes up on description, now for the pictures.
On the way to immigration


The view when we got there the next morning.











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