Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Just got back from Bintan like a couple of hours back.
Let me try to describe the trip with a couple of sentences.
It was cheap as we did not do much.
Then why go there in the first place!?
You don't have to spend money to enjoy.
It's always about the people. Not how much was spent or what we did.
We could just bum around and bitch or just watch MTV all day long.
Lazing on the beach, watching girls go by, with music of the beatles in the backdrop.
Laughing at the dumb things we do. Getting alcoholic.
Struggling to stay awake. Taking over continents with the roll of the dice.
Learnt about bidding and trump cards, and the selection of a partner.
The pleasure of cooking crap with close mates, or doing the dishes.
Driving was a breeze, if it's a buggy you're talking about.
Getting all footy with the fine warm sand beneath your feet.
Getting wet in the crystal water, with a school of fish, jellyfishes idling away.
Being buried under the sand and struggling to break free.
Or how about the beach during the wee hours of 2 or 3am, with a couple of beers, Baygon, a camera, packs of ciggys, and two close friends?
What more could I ask for out of a trip?
Let the bonding increase with each day.
On to zouk!
For more bonding!
Let me try to describe the trip with a couple of sentences.
It was cheap as we did not do much.
Then why go there in the first place!?
You don't have to spend money to enjoy.
It's always about the people. Not how much was spent or what we did.
We could just bum around and bitch or just watch MTV all day long.
Lazing on the beach, watching girls go by, with music of the beatles in the backdrop.
Laughing at the dumb things we do. Getting alcoholic.
Struggling to stay awake. Taking over continents with the roll of the dice.
Learnt about bidding and trump cards, and the selection of a partner.
The pleasure of cooking crap with close mates, or doing the dishes.
Driving was a breeze, if it's a buggy you're talking about.
Getting all footy with the fine warm sand beneath your feet.
Getting wet in the crystal water, with a school of fish, jellyfishes idling away.
Being buried under the sand and struggling to break free.
Or how about the beach during the wee hours of 2 or 3am, with a couple of beers, Baygon, a camera, packs of ciggys, and two close friends?
What more could I ask for out of a trip?
Let the bonding increase with each day.
On to zouk!
For more bonding!
