The Great Divide
26 October 2006 @ 11:22 pmCategories: Uncategorized
Posted by Bee Chin
Day 1 - Deepavali and Hari Raya Puasa collided over the weekend…that’s why it was called DeepaRaya. Like many others, we took off on a short 4-day holiday to sunny Phuket with a young couple, kinda like being their chaperones.
My dearly beloved, however, is prone to motion-sickness. So whilst he was recovering from the flight and bus ride to the hotel, the young couple decide to head straight for Patong Beach to test out their snokelling gears and fins. We, the oldies, did wander along the heated beach for a very short spell before beating a hasty retreat into an airconditioned supermart nearby and then back to the hotel. When our young couple came back they wasted no time plunging into the hotel pool and then off to the gym. We, however, channel surfed to figure out when was the best time to catch soccer that evening.
Day 2 - Our adrenalin-charged friends were off to Phi Phi island on an executive yacht for their snokelling adventure. My seasick- prone dearly beloved suggested we give this a miss so we dawdled over breakfast instead, before wandering casually around the shops followed by a simple lunch, finishing the day off with a sedate spa treatment.
Came evening, our young friends were back tanned to perfection and beaming with delight over the day’s outing.
During dinner, a loud hailer mobile announcement highlighted the evening’s draw - Thai boxing. Whilst my dearly beloved negotiated for a early retreat back to the hotel so he could catch his soccer, the young couple opted to catch the boxing instead, returning in the wee of the night.
Day 3 - ATV and shooting and then….gasp….bungee jumping….. for the young couple! However, the bungee operator had to service the equipment and offered a generous discount if we would come back later…we did…only to be told that he had overlooked the fact that most shops were closed on account of a King’s birthday and thus the servicing couldn’t be done. We, the oldies, heaved a sigh of relief whilst the young ones were aghast at the double disappointment. So, they settled for an oil massage instead as it was just too late to arrange for jet-skiing.
At mealtime, the young couple requested dinner with a live-band. And then they were off for some last-minute shopping. We trailed along some but chose to part company, deciding our time was better spent catching up on our much needed sleep as we had to wake up before the crack of dawn for our flight back.
Trust the young ones to remind you what it’s like being young. Living like there’s no tomorrow. Whilst we were content to stand and see the crowd go by, they were the ones who’d rather be the crowd others watch. Whilst we were content to ask “what happened?”; they hollered “Yo, we are the happening!”.
Perhaps, we shouldn’t have gone for a holiday. After all, life was just as exciting back home. But then we were chaperones. So, I guess we had to…sigh.
ABC
