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I woke up before the alarm went off, took my shower, and packed my backpack for 2 days trip to Port Dickson for a workshop last Saturday. I met up with another friend at Subang Jaya KTM and hopped into another friend’s Kancil. We were speeding our way to PD. The road trip wasn’t that long, we reached PD in an hour or less if we didn’t took the wrong turn. We stayed at Bayu Beach Resort.
The workshop supposed to start at two in the afternoon. The workshop didn’t end until seven, and we cleaned up and had our dinner. Later that evening, we went to the beach for a little gathering, but without the camp fire. I didn’t get to bed until two in the morning because we went out for supper. While the next morning, I had to get up at 7:30! That was a torture! The rest of the sessions went smoothly and we left the place at two. Having gone to the beach and ended up not even getting one drop of sea water on me is just sad. The whole trip was deadly rushing, and we didn’t get to really enjoy ourselves in the pool or on the beach.
