The district meeting.. or they call it a "retreat" somehow ended on a better note than I had earlier thought.. The relaxed atmosphere paved the way for better relations between me and the BOSS.
So what did i do there.. or what could I have done there.. when you're in Rome you live like the Romans.. so in a Kampong, you live like the "kampongers"..
Jon and I had absolutely nothing to do, and joining the rest in the room to gossip and laze simply was un-enticing.. so off we hopped into the village asking if anyone could lend us boats. Paid a little sum of $8 for the hour and went riding the waves..no wait a minute, what waves.. I meant tide.. I felt like a fisher-woman, looking pro with the strokes using those long heavy wooden "dayungs"(oars).. exactly like the ones we see in the china movies.After an hour of being a joke, we scott off to exploring on some villager's bicycles.. (bikes that had seats pointing skyward as u peddle.. ) It was a not so pretty sight all around the little island but an eye-opener..
THE BEST THING that caught my eye.. got me laughing so hard.. PICTURE THIS!
A chicken was taking a stroll, hopped onto a higher ground, saw a stick leaning on the higher ground took a step towards the stick, one leg on the stick and one leg in the air, and to my amazement.. did a SLIDE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I would have videoed that but good scenes come when u least expect it..
It was a simple trip, but I've learnt to enjoy life thru simple means just like how they do it.
It's good to be away from the city buzz every now and then...
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