TRAVEL : Langkawi

Malaysia's must-go holiday Island

We began our journey to langkawi early in the morning, boarding the Malaysian Airline's subsidary company, Firefly's flight since we have a todler with us it's impossible to take the train or ferry. Well it wasn't so much of a journey, it took us only 30 minutes to get there. XD If you are more towards the adventurous type and love to travel, i would recomend taking the train and ferry otherwise, firefly charges a good rate. :)

Bye bye Penang~~~

Once landed, we rented a car for RM 80 and made our way to Pantai Chenang. We stayed at the Malibest resort for a hundred and twenty per night with two single bed in a room.

There were also treehouses, which i thought was pretty cool but if you're travelling with a toddler, i wouldn't recommend staying in the tree houses in case your little one suddenly feels like spiderman and decides to take a dive. XD

This is the resort. We choosed ours directly facing the sea. It was so relaxing to hear the sound of wave while drinking on the verrandah by sundown.

If you're on budget travelling and in a group, the room is big enough for more than 6 people to sleep in . A s long as the rest of them don't mind sleeping on the floor, it's all good!

The funny thing was, once we got in the room we stareted scrambling about looking for the keys to open the luggagge so that we could get our swimming suits and jump into the water but wait, we couldnt find any. Apparently, my genius aunty who suggested that we buy a humongest luggage and dump everybody's clothes iin there to minimize our loads forgot to bring along the keys. So we had to get a locksmith to break open the lock. Holidayturned Nightmare? Pretty much.

Meanwhile, my uncles and i went for a search of the elixir of life.

TADA!

Look at the happy faces of my uncles XD

CAPTION : "Hmmmmm...... so this is what heaven looks like...."

And it's true what they said, when it come to the duty free land of langkawi, alcohol is cheaper than water. i tried my best to zoom in to the price but sadly my camera wasn't so good. The price tag clearly said, "1.20." So, ditch your mineral water bottle and pick up a JD or a carlsberg XD

And finally, it's time to hit the water !

The reunion of TDOE

Reminiscence of a life chapter

Sitting on the barricade along Gurney Drive with the other three girls who made my form 6 experience a colorful one, i felt the weight of bliss pressing on my chest. Ringing honks and roaring engines behind us went deaf to our ears as we look out at the ceasing low tide. All we heard were the ringing of stories accumulated over the months and the roaring of each other's chortle. A reunion never fails to bring back tender memories, bittersweet reminiscence of laughter and tears.

The three beautiful girls.

But often, it is more of a recollection of all the things that you can never get back and all that is left is the engraved image in your mind and heart. I breathed in the chilly air into my lungs(albeit a little bit polluted) , trying to remember the essence of saline that had always lingered in the atmosphere. My lungs tasted it and i immediately recognize the familiarty of it yet it isnt exactly the same as i remembered it. Memories can never match up to the present and vice versa. On the surface things may look the same but i know it can never be, ever again, it's a fact of life. Just like the air.

TDOE :)

We had wonderful memories together in school, performing, music and singing were the mad passion shared by the four of us back then. Now, our jokes, laughters, and interaction resonated the same way, it was as if time stood still for us (Although between cass and i time is nonexistent). One is still as silly as ever, one is never dry of juicy stories and the other one is as crazy as ever (me) but amid all that i knew something has changed. That's us up there, TDOE. They said a picture speaks a thousand words, but does it really? Look at that, the same smile, the same bright eyes, the same warmth. A picture doesnt speak a thousand words. A picture speaks what we want it to speak.

Looking at the reflection of the waxing moon on the rising low tide.

I was the catalyst of the monsoon amidst the stagnant chilly air but i did what i had to do. There is no trace of regret at the back of my mind nor do i dread the change because i know that i did the right thing. Things can revert back to the was, only if desired.

When you know a mons0on rain is hitting, you sojourn under a shelter and the shelter is your home. I've found home.