For the time being, I figure I'd just take the time for myself and enjoy what shall be the last moments of carefree innocence, the final era marked with who-gives-a-shit attitude, before adulthood takes me by one ear, me resisting in vain, and hurls me into a world of one responsibility after another, peppered with bills to pay and deadlines to keep.
What a grim prospect to set oneself to, you might say, but that's a lesson in life you learn from standing in line at theme park's rides; you're queueing for what seems like forever before arriving at a point where they'll put up a sign saying 'waiting time from here : 1 hour' or something along the line, and when you find out that it only takes 40 minutes before your turn comes up, you'll be happy as fuck to queue again for the next ride. In life, the key is this : underpromise equals to overachievement.
Pfft. All that mumbo-jumbo life's metaphor can wait. At least for now.
Last two days the family went for a quick beach getaway just to test out the newly bought wheelchair we got for Maktok (the problem we faced was not with the wheelchair itself, but that story deserves an entire post). We stayed at a hotel overlooking the sea. Here's a peek :
Not a bad view to wake up to. The beach is nothing to boast of; it's Penang, guys, come on, even dolphins know better and have ceased to visit the shores decades ago. But the hotel makes it up by having a super awesome pool with an even more awesome garden which means most of the visitors, half of them being mat sallehs, would spend the time sunbathing in the garden instead of being inside the pool, which means me and my mom got to have half the section of the pool to ourselves.
We spent this whole morning in the pool. She continued her swimming classes last year after I went back to Germany so this was the first time we both ever swam together and I must say I was surprised to see that she did finally learn how to swim. Considering how she spent the first few classes convincing Mrs Wong, our instructor, that she is one of the few rare people in the world that defies the law of physics making it impossible for her to float in the water. Very nakal, the mom. Wonder how I grew up to be such obedient daughter haha. So it was a moving moment for me to see her swim from one end of the pool to the other end; I feel like a proud mom!
Highlight of our stay was when I finally got to try parasailing. It was every bit as awesome as I expected it to be except for the fact that the flight was too short. For RM80, you get to hover 500ft over the water hanging from a parachute tied to a moving speedboat for about 10 minutes. At least that was the price offered on Bayview hotel's private beach; I've seen lots of parachutes up in the sky on our way to Bayview which is at the end of the Ferringhi beach so perhaps one might fight a lower rate on other beaches, I don't know. I think RM80 is quite fair.
Perhaps I should have brought along my camera to capture the moment from up there but then again, nothing compares just taking in all the view. I was the first flier of the day so everyone on the beach was pretty curious that they joined in the excitement. From high up there I saw them waving at me from the beach and upon landing smoothly, they all clapped and cheered! I felt like someone famous lol.
(Picture of someone else the day before I parasailed.)
Though not a batophobic, I did expect myself to get a feeling of vertigo, at least a wee bit, but no I didn't. I think the fact that one can actually sit comfortably on the harness gives the sense of security hence the lack of fear. The screaming that the people on the beach might have heard was out of pure adrenaline and delight, honest. Seriously!
The experience actually made me rethink my decision of putting sky-gliding back on my bucket list...
