When I reached Hat Yai, a town only 100km from the Malaysian border, I saw women with veils in their hair and men with white hats, which I had never seen before in the country I was passing through.
I think, “Finally, Malaysia is near”
On my last night in Thailand, I stayed at a petrol station, “Thailand was a comfortable country”, I thought back to my first days in Thailand.
The next day I headed for the border.
As I went along the road, I saw a sign that said “1km to the border” and then I saw a gate at the end of the road.
This border is for cars only, pedestrians are supposed to walk along the side of it, and as a cyclist I tried to pass from the pedestrian side.
As a cyclist, I tried to pass from the pedestrian side, but the attendant told me to go towards the cars.
I took out my passport at the entrance of the highway, where there was a line of cars, and the attendant stamped it quickly and easily, without asking any questions.
I am now about to enter Malaysia, I we can’t see the immigration building, so I cycle on and finally see it, it’s a car border.
The Malaysian immigration is also for cars and has a high ceiling, just like the entrance to a toll road in Japan.
This time I entered through the motorbike entrance and the immigration man gave us an application form to fill in.
“Ok, you can stay in Malaysia for 3 months”.
He stamped my passport with a “clank”. Apparently, you can stay in Malaysia for up to 3 months without a visa.
A smiling, bearded man customs.
“What’s in the back and what’s in the front?”
He asked me in English.
I replied simply,
Without even checking,
He let me pass.
Finally, we entered Malaysia, a country that I don’t have much of an image of, but what kind of country is it? I was very curious and not worried.[Related posts] Cambodia to Thailand
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