The
fabulous 4 woke up early to catch the bus to the National Park. I’m actually
delighted on this trip as I’m not making any plans and the girls have already
made all the arrangement. We follow the direction given by Wi Ming.
At the bus
stand, I met a Russian couple which seems a little odd, the way the boyfriend
was looking at me and he responded my question, I said he looks tan for a Russian
and he replied that I should look at his ass. Well, this blog is not about Love
and Sexcapes but his hair, mine oh mine, wishing I was not sitting behind him
on the bus. The amount of dandruff can build a sandcastle and yet his
girlfriend is caressing through his hair.
Finally, we
reach the Ferry Terminal. Negotiate for a long time because the Russian couple
wanted to share the boat with us to get a cheaper fare. Once we arrive, I can’t
help but to get overly excited! This could be my first National Park experience.
I should visit the national park more often but as a single traveler, I always
feel intimidated by the jungle and the cost. J
While waiting for our
room to be ready for check in, we had lunch at the canteen and soon have a
strategy on how we should order our next meal. Everyone will fill up his or her
plate with just one dish, and then we’ll divide among ourselves. It saves about
RM$3 for one person except for the guy whom order sardines, you know who you
are and I’m not paying for that. J
We bump into Deborah, knowing
she is going to be here as well, she told us about the treks and how she is
going to spend her afternoon. I decided to join her for a little walk to the
pier and chill under the “Sala” - Pavilion in Thai which is what she refers to.
J We saw beautiful sunset and Proboscis monkeys moving towards the forest.
I bid farewell to Deborah and Nadia
before joining the fabulous 3, that’s when I met Phil, American staying beside
our room, a strange but interesting character when you realise his little
secret. I took a nap since they are not in the room, best to wait for them in
the room since they have to return one way or another. They came back saying they want to take short
stroll to the pier before the dinner.
Immediately and gladly to oblige, I
show them where the pier is and the “Sala” where Deborah and me chill, along
the way, we saw flying fish, monkey and hermit crab. That’s not all we have
seen, we finally got to meet Phil and his puppet, beaker, posing on the tree. I
swear this is the first time I saw someone so attentive to his puppet like his
own baby. He even wants to write a children book about Beaker travelling around
the world. He said Beaker is his traveling companion and he tailor made Beaker’s
Chinese outfit in Hoi An, Vietnam. He
reminds me when I was young playing dress up with Barbie, except he is a grown
up man. He then joins us for dinner uninvited.
After dinner, with the rest of my
group lethargic resting in the room, I sign up for night tour in the forest. It’s
incredible, one of the adventurous thing I’ve ever done. In the middle of the
forest, pitch dark, listening to the symphony of the sound made by the animals,
green and slim poisonous snake right in front of my eyes, scaring the shit out from
my asshole! Lucky me, I got to see the
tree cat with eyes glow in the dark which is not often!
When I got back to the room, Phil continues
to pester me on the RM$3 I’ve borrowed from him for the night tour. Of course,
so persistently that he pester us till the following day, making plans to join
us for the trek!
In the middle of the night, with
all the fabulous 3 not asleep, we chat in depth about life and relationship,
how I mention relationship is about Love and Companionship, without one another
it doesn’t work and how backpacking can determine a relationship. The amount of
time sticking to each other 24 hours, making decision and revealing each other
living habits can make or break.
Slowly we fall asleep in between me
faking Irish accent and Cam faking masturbation as man…
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