Tuesday, June 13, 2006 : Pulau Redang. The Island Where your soul never dies.
Like wtf. Redang was totally not what I expected. What I had in mind was like a beach with loads of people, hot bikini chicks in particular, some mini-shops nearby and maybe a bar or 2.
When we (people in the trip) arrived, all I saw was, a beach, a canteen, some chalets, rocks to the left and rocks to the right (completely trapping the beach in the middle), a volleyball net and a couple of futsal goal nets.
Nobody was on the beach, except us of course. The sand on the beach was like pure, untouched by men. The sea water, crystal clear. Extremely beautiful sight. Its like, if you wanna run away forever and never be found, go there. Its called Wisana.
I'll skip the boring parts. Later throughout the trips, I got to know that the locals at the resort were pervs. Desperate, hungry ham sap lous who will do anything to get a little *touchy*touchy* moment with the female tourists.
It so happened that the female tourists were from the same school as me. And 3 of them, in particular, became the main target. HELL, I wasnt gonna let no pervert asshole take advantage of my friends!
But of course, if you're looking for a fight, don't do it in Redang. Because in Redang, its their home, its their land, its their territory. We, KL-ians, have no power nor landscape advantages over the Redang-ians. The only advantage we had was quantity. They definitely had quality.
It was a tough battle but we emerged victorious. Whenever we climbed onto a boat, I GOT ASKED to go on first so that I could carry the ladies up instead of the locals. Well, that was only one of the incidents. But yeah, you get the point.
We spent 2 nights in Redang. Both the nights we went to Long Beach. Finally! Some electronic entertainment for the soul! Redang-style! First night at Long Beach, I didnt dance. Particularly, I wasnt feeling it. Despite a bottle of vodka, Subzero.
Second night, World Cup night! I had 2 Vodka Ice. Still no effect. I was like "Fuck, what does it take to get me high!"
Germany vs Costa Rico.
I loved Lahm's first goal. Superb accuracy sial. During half time, we left the island and headed back to Wisana. Then Asyraf got high. The fler drank 2 Hoegarden (8.5% alcohol). Hoegarden tasted like Stout. Stout tastes like shit.
Me, Kean Way, Pui Yee and Pei Fen went for scuba diving. Had to pay extra RM50. At first it was tough getting used to breathing and moving and all those but in the end, everything was fine.
So fine that me and Kean Way decided to play Scissors, Paper, Stone underwater. Kinda cool.
It was good experience. Something like Discovery Channel.
Then there was this group of girls who enjoyed hiding Mr. Ariff's slippers underneath the sand. They were like "Mr Ariff (in a dangling kinda tone), we were hiding your slippers and we seemed to have lost track of where we hid it. Could you come find it for us?"
First 2 times, they were laughing their arse off cos Mr. Ariff was having a hard time finding his slippers. The 3rd time, he grabbed a wooden stick and chased one of the girl all over the resort until she finally gave in.
Overall, Redang was fun and tiring.
Well, my blogging mood's wearing off already. Guess I'll just end it here.