Wednesday, February 06, 2008

Reunited

Was in Bintan Club Med over the weekend with the entire family for a different experience of a reunion dinner. No, I do not have any relatives living in Bintan. Let's just say we carried our reunion dinner table across the sea all the way to Bintan to have our meal. From my last mental head count, the 30 of us occupied 12 rooms at the resort.

Our plans to soak up the sun were dampened by the incessant rain which refused to quit until the early evening of Saturday. The cousins ended up playing some sports at the indoor court while the adults made their way to the nearby town for foot reflexology. After lunch, we played (free) pool and then Rachel and I snuck away to a little exclusive chill-out balcony with really comfy cushions and a good view of the beach. This is as close as we got to a sun-tanning session at the beach. We napped there for awhile, woke up with the rain still beating down stubbornly that I thought a tsunami was on its way. Then before dinner, the rain finally stopped and like little rats scrambling out of a bin, we went to the beach to savour whatever's left of the day.

The highlight of my trip has to be the bar counter which served free flow of drinks throughout the day. It's supposedly part of the package deal but I guess being a typical Singaporean, anything that's free (especially booze) is a good moment to behold. I tried over five different cocktails, a glass of white wine and a beer. But I'm ok! Don't start signing me up for AA cos somehow, the drinks were quite diluted and didn't have any head-spinning impact at all (except for the beer which came from an authentic looking tap).

Anyway, the trip ended so fast that I didn't even get the chance to feel homesick or for the matter, feel like I'm on a holiday. It was such a short trip that we couldn't even buy duty-free alcohol becos the law requires that we spend at least 48 hours overseas. Darn. So we returned on Sunday afternoon - tanless, stomachs filled, reunited.