Those words escape my throat
Hurling my body to the starboard side of the boat, hands tugging frantically at the mainsheet while giving the boat a good jerk, I rounded the buoy without contact, only to find myself yet again hanging on for dear life when the boat swerve around, eyes looking for telltail signs, body moving with the rhythm of the waves.
Sitting at the balcony of my hotel, many of such flash backs invade my mind as I stared into the great greenish-blue ocean.
It's been so darn long since I took a plunge into the sea, since I felt free and worry-less in the middle of the ocean, bobbing around with the waves.
Whoever decided to go to Pangkor was a genius. (waitaminute, I think that was me *grins*)
The whole trip was no doubt a relaxing one. The sound of the lapping waves for one thing definately erased all your worries. (maybe I'm just a sea person)
After the hour long ferry ride to the little island, we were greeted a warm welcome by our B-E-A-UTIFUL hotel room
Presenting the princess
A spontaneous cam-whore in the bathroom!!
Tell you what else I like about this island. The colour PINK.
"Eh? Pangkor and pink? link?!?!?!"
I tell you this island caters to me so much it has PINK CABS!!
Okay. Now that I have completely fallen in love with Pangkor, guess what makes lil Pei-Wen even happier?!?!
SEA SPORTSSSSSSS!!!!!
I don't even know where to start on that. Rawks totally coming with your family, cos daddy pays all the bills so basically you can try ANYTHING you want!
That made mom very happy. She managed to "auntily" purchase Pangkor stuff at bargained prices, while me and my sister just happily stuff junk food into her basket, making us very happy too.
We even talked about boyfriends and cute guys. Awesome mom yea? But she made me realise that I am DARN lousy at boyfriends. Like amazingly hopeless kind. Depressing.
Well, we wanted to go for a spa at the hotel. But unfortunately we didn't have the time. 3 days is kind of short to be spent in Pangkor. Especially when your dad is paying for you to try EVERYTHING.
Instead we took pictures with hornbills during their feeding hours.
I guess that about all we did in that short span of 3 days. It left me feeling all nostalgic and depressed actually, in the journey on the way home.
But I'm glad for the short break. =)
We stopped by Kampar to visit my grandmother, Ipoh for salted duck and Pomelo.
And thus our holiday ended.
When the big bright yellow sun takes a plunge into the ocean, its brings along with it all your worries and sorrow, leaving calm and peace behind. That is the time whereby your mind drifts into a daze. Thats what sleeping and dreaming is all about.
Savour the moment
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