Yeshh..will be going on a short..very shot escapade soon.

That was THE DEAL - if mi senors amigos in the World Cup won.

And ole..ole oole..they did WiN!

Looks like somebody's paying for a round of jalan2 then..hehe

But that's not the thing that i want to share with you today :)

It's this: WHAT MAKES A VACATION A REAL VACATION?

A. Is it in the destination you're going?

B. How much $$ you're spending?

C. The many places you're visiting?

D. The souvenirs you're buying?

E. All of the above.

F. None of the above.

Ooopss..something macam terpelanting here.

Sincerely, i think it is in the person that you're going with.

Agree? :)

I remember a few days escapades that mi other half and i had recently. It was just in Sandakan. Itu pun sb ada business agenda di sana. We only stayed at budget accommodations..since we spent most times out doors. The time spent together with your significant other can never be replaced with any material gift in the world - i think. haha..but i'm sure you feel the same.

I also remember i accidentally booked a hotel room that was NOT equipped with a television set.

Yes. TV - less. It was at this jungle resort. Style jungle2 and eco friendly la kunun. And to make things worse..it was during the official opening ceremony of the FIFA World Cup. There was not a single television set in the lobby or dining area. Ya, truly jungle resort i guess.
I felt guilty. He was a bit frustrated.
Inda dapat tingu siaran langsung gia..

A television-less evening of the night of the world cup opening ceremony. What could be worse than that?

Nothing. It was amazing.

An amazing television - less evening, on the night of one of the most important event in the world.

You get to spend the time together (okay, i'm really careful in choosing my words right now since i think i know what's in your mind NOW)

Laughter and jokes, teasing and everything..it's a DATE. Heheh..

All said and done - i'm ready for the next escapade.

So..how do you know u had a good time during ur holiday?

Taking a picture at the Balin Rooftop Garden & Bistro, Nak Hotel Sandakan.
xie xie ni amoi michelle..for bringing us there.
Cheers :)

A view of the Rooftop Garden at day. Amazing.
(courtesy of Sabah Tourism Board)

nc says: unduiii gia..honey lemon bah. hehe..driving bah.

..we received the blessed sacrament of matrimony.

H a p p y.

It felt like just yesterday.

Sometimes i forgot that we have married - haha

Absence does make the heart grow fonder eh.. :)

nc says: growing up and growing old together with your best friend is the best part of life.

I still feel like a newlywed.

hehe..am i not?

. . . . . . . . .

:(

who am i to fool here..

Long distance marriage.

(sigh)

we only meet during school holidays.

I was listening to a collection of kadazandusun songs yesterday. Reminds me of mi hubbi.

He speaks the language fluently. me? shame shame..

And this one particular song really hit me.

Kosorou Kopo Nangku Doho by Jestie Alexcius.

A very famous song. hehe

It was the song that i used as the background music for our wedding slide show.

I was searching for the most romantic english song..but couldn't find any.

The accapella version of Jestie's KPKD was perfect.

I knew mi hubbi would be proud of me. (^_^)

It's a simple slide show.

Not too much effect or transitions included.
They would just drowned the moments that you're trying to potray in the pictures.. or clips.

haha..not an expert though.

but.. bulih la..kampung2.

We never got to show to it to the guests during the wedding reception. Technical problem with the tv display that we're supposed to use. uhuhu.. nda apa la.

Care to sing with me..?

Enjoy.. :)

My head was thumping. My throat soaked with the golden yellowish liquid which continued to affect and control my every move. But I felt good.

“ what are you doing.?” my mind seemed to speak to me.

“ You don’t do this. This is not you” .. the voice continued.

I hold on tight the green can which everybody seemed to look up as the source of divinity. People around me were dancing, laughing, singing. All under the effect of the little green can.

I was very much aware of what was happening around me. People were singing, dancing laughing. No matter how bad or great they were singing or dancing, it all showed one similar thing: Passion. They were all done from the heart. Like there was no tomorrow.

As night time was falling, I realized I had finished almost a liter of the golden liquid – in less than an hour.

I felt bored - looking at people drinking. I need to feel it too.

It’s not the first time.

I drink when I need to. When the crowd is right. When I think I should.

You know you’re not enjoying the taste” my heart blurted out.

“What are you doing?” For a moment, I felt the presence of my angelic soul beside me asking to stop drinking. But at the same time I felt the aura of the devilish me smiling and winking at me.

I grabbed another can from my other half’s hand. He pushed my hand away.

“ you’re drunk..” he said. I was not.

My head was swaying. But my mind was working perfectly.

Guests were making their way home. I was just beginning to feel the heat of the dance floor. Despite my swaying vision and movement, I still managed to show a friendly smiling face and answered every question from our guests. I felt proud.

The music became louder. I looked around. Some were dancing frantically to the out of tune song. A few teenagers lost in the battle of the alcoholic influence. But maybe, THAT was what they wanted - certainly not a scene to be proud of.

I sat down at the corner of the bench where the gongs where hanged, trying to focus despite my blurry mind. A man was sitting next to me. He started a conversation – in kadazan language. He knew I was the bride of the day. A friendly handshake was offered. He started asking question which I couldn’t really understand or listen, because of the way he spoke. His eyes showed that he was also under the influence of the infamous beverage. I figured he would not dare talking to me should he was conscious.

nc says: ada sambungan lagi, :)