Last Wednesday, I was on holiday. Went to Desaru with Jean, thinking that there should be nothing much to do there. And that’s what I want. Just give me a pool, beach and a bed; I will know what to do for 3 days.
The journey to Changi Ferry Terminal was horrendous. There was no bus to that place, so we had to walked a long distance together with the drizzling. In my heart I was furious, in my mind it goes, what a way to start a holiday.
Fortunately, I’m aware of my feeling, take control of that feeling, and move on.
Upon reaching the hotel, went for some exploration. We found out there are activities around, but the price is crazily high. The price does not justify the value or experience.
Finally we decided to do the only activity that justify the price. Get out of the hotel to a small shopping and eating area which only cost us RM10 for the transport. We got tidbits, had our dinner, I thought it was good to go there.
2nd day was spent in pool, beach and the sun. I was badly burnt after the long hours under the sun. I truly enjoyed the art of doing nothing. Staying in the water, relax and reflect.
3rd day we were back in Singapore. I was in pain with the burnt all over. But still, it’s not going to stop me from going to beach again.
