Imagine ...
The sizzling sun burns the skin on the back of your neck as you step out onto the porch. You close the sliding door, blocking out the (sweet) trance music playing from inside. Beads of perspiration start to form on your forehead barely ten seconds after you'd just stepped out of your fully air-conditioned private villa. You wince at the brightness of the day and cover your eyes, squinting out to the sight before you. The villa is located right at the beachfront, and in front of you is an expanse of sandy beach and green blue sea. The nearest villa occupied by other people is a good few hundred metres down, so this part of the beach is all yours. The glistening sand kicks up powdery sprays as a game of beach football soon starts. Frosty beers sit expectantly in an ice box, waiting to be opened after the game.
Pretty soon, everyone is tired out. The chiller is opened and the beers are passed around. You sit along the circle of sweaty, sand covered bodies gulping down the ice cold (dirt cheap) beers, knowing another slab still awaits you back in the fridge of the villa. You sit around discussing the choice of mixers for the debauchery that is tonight. With the beers and talk finished, you get up, throw the empty bottles into a thrash bag for environmental-friendly purposes, and race with your friends to the water.
The turqoise waves shimmer invitingly as you dive headfirst into the warm water, instantly refreshing and invigorating. Snorkels are thrown out by someone from the villa as you grab one, and try to spot the different kinds of fish that place is home to. As you get more and more engrossed in the flora and fauna of the sea, you venture slightly further out. A rainbow fish, irridescent in the sun's rays, playfully swishes its tail as you swim after it. Clownfish flit in and around sea anemones as you sweep your hand across looking for the mischievious little fish. You start to imagine yourself as a deep sea explorer, discovering the mysteries the plentiful ocean holds, as you swim further and further away. The temperature of the water starts to get cooler, and things start to look darker.
The rainbow fish soon swims out of sight, bored by your trivial pursuit. You tread water, clear your foggy mask and look back at how far you've swum. Good lord ! The villa looks tiny from where you are. Your friends are shouting and gesturing at you, no doubt, for a rematch of the previous beach football game. One of your friends even looks like he's pleading with you, hands held palm together in a pleading manner, as if to say 'Please come and play we need one more!'. You can barely make out the words "stuck" ? Or "suck ?". "Well,you suck too" , you think to yourself. Years of watching stupid sea movies finally pay off when you realise you friend making the pleading gesture was mimicking a fin, and that the word you thought you heard was actually.."shark". A flash of the tip of the fin gliding into the water ahead of you catches your eye, as you become monumentally aware of the scrapes and cuts from the beach game just now. Cold chills ripple down your spine as you shiver from the dark image coming at you barely a metre away. You close your eyes..
SO.. ANYONE UP FOR TIOMAN/BINTAN THIS HOLIDAY ! as 2nd sg ng buck teo ( thats his name alright) once extolled to me the virtues of signing up with the army, so shall i share with you his words of wisdom, applicable to this holiday too !!! -- "Join army good life ! got the sun, the sand, the sea, what more you want ? fuck you !"
mork and stork and mumued star !!!!!!!
