last boarding time: 6.30pm
it marked my virgin cruise to redang island, malaysia. i was travelling with my colleague and 2 other friends for the first time. our recent discussion had centred around the trip, doing countdowns on our facebook with much anticipation leading up to D day. the usual visual imagery would appear in my mind of us becoming foes and slashing each other's throat by the end of the journey. something i can't help wondering whenever i embark on a trip with companion(s) i've never gone on a holiday with before; the questions of what-ifs swimming around my head.
as it turned out, my worries were unfounded, i soon realised. my colleague is a sound sleeper who would blissfully slip into the deepest slumber where nothing could stir her, even if i tried sawing down the door. such good fortune that i was able to get away with my nocturnal activities in our shared cabin at night.
it was hedonistic yet decadent. a trip where there was constant feeding and excessive amount of food (beer and wine included) consumed, coupled with laughter and happy tears. result: flatulence, tummy aches and toilet breaks (lots of it).
im not sure whether i would try it again but at least i can say i've been on a ship and pretended i was rose dewitt bukater (minus jack dawson- he was still waiting to be sighted) on titanic except (the viewing point was closed) this one didn't sink. it docked back at the port safely. whew.
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