Island Paradise
Three days and two nights in Pangkor. Stayed at this less than stellar chalet which doesn't deserve to be called a chalet to begin with. More like a kampung house if you ask me.
Tiny room coupled with the fact that we squeezed 4 ppl in one room doesn't make it a great place to stay. Granted, some of my frens had a terrific time playing in the sea. They practically played every water sport on offer.
Me, well I spent the first evening strolling along the beach while avoiding schemes of dumping me into the sea while the second evening was spent in dreamland. Just wasn't in the mood I guess.
I went with work in mind so this was completely a business trip for me. I did however alleviate my boredom with late night chats and mindless card games with my coursemates. Also managed to go around Pangkor to take in the sites. Wouldn't have done that had it not for work. Some of my frens did their research on the sea and that's what they saw for the entire duration of the trip. They were more than happy to do that though.
Sadly, my Quiksilver sandal is probably swimming with the fisher right now. I lend it to my roomie who went and came back with another pair of sandal. I was heartbroken. My comfy and quick-to-dry sandal which coincidentally cost more than RM60 is not gone. Really wanted to break the idiot's neck.
I don't actually know him in the first place but I would seem really mean if I refused. And I don't know him well enough to throw a big fit and bitch endlessly. So in the the, all I did was say "It's alright and walk away." The fella got away easy. Anyway for all I know, he might have stole the damn sandal although I can't imagine anyone who would be desperate enough to steal a pair of sandal but he may just be such a low life.
Oh, and the bus ride back was horrid as hell. It was really bumpy and I could smell the fumes in the bus. Thankfully it wasn't that long a journey. Else I'd probably hurled. The best part of the entire trip is coming home.
Tiny room coupled with the fact that we squeezed 4 ppl in one room doesn't make it a great place to stay. Granted, some of my frens had a terrific time playing in the sea. They practically played every water sport on offer.
Me, well I spent the first evening strolling along the beach while avoiding schemes of dumping me into the sea while the second evening was spent in dreamland. Just wasn't in the mood I guess.
I went with work in mind so this was completely a business trip for me. I did however alleviate my boredom with late night chats and mindless card games with my coursemates. Also managed to go around Pangkor to take in the sites. Wouldn't have done that had it not for work. Some of my frens did their research on the sea and that's what they saw for the entire duration of the trip. They were more than happy to do that though.
Sadly, my Quiksilver sandal is probably swimming with the fisher right now. I lend it to my roomie who went and came back with another pair of sandal. I was heartbroken. My comfy and quick-to-dry sandal which coincidentally cost more than RM60 is not gone. Really wanted to break the idiot's neck.
I don't actually know him in the first place but I would seem really mean if I refused. And I don't know him well enough to throw a big fit and bitch endlessly. So in the the, all I did was say "It's alright and walk away." The fella got away easy. Anyway for all I know, he might have stole the damn sandal although I can't imagine anyone who would be desperate enough to steal a pair of sandal but he may just be such a low life.
Oh, and the bus ride back was horrid as hell. It was really bumpy and I could smell the fumes in the bus. Thankfully it wasn't that long a journey. Else I'd probably hurled. The best part of the entire trip is coming home.
I can relate. I don't get people who go about using people's sandals without asking in the first place. I went to a meeting room once and when it ended, my sandals were gone. The last pair was a squeaky half torn Japanese slipper and I had no choice but to take it.
I was cursing like hell at whoever who took it. Luckily the guy who took it found my room in the middle of the night and exchanged it back. Though I've no idea why he couldn't just wear his own slippers in the first place.
Oh well, live and learn I guess. Enjoy the rest of your hols yeah.
Posted by
Anonymous |
Tuesday, September 05, 2006 1:20:00 am
wow, looks like u had a hard time there dude. Chill out :)
but hey, u din ask tat guy to pay u back? it's a sandal, not a pasar-malam slipper.....
Posted by
Eratter |
Tuesday, September 05, 2006 6:39:00 pm
I'm bad at confrontation. Dunno how to ask the guy for a replacement, sigh.
Just consider it my really bad luck.
Posted by
loopy |
Tuesday, September 05, 2006 8:54:00 pm
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