A week ago, we travelled to Cape Panwa, Phuket, with Uncle Jimmy (Papa's office partner), Aunty Jynet and Evan (Uncle Jimmy's son).
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| Mr. Dolphin wants to know when the plane is arriving |
He'd booked a little beach-front villa for the 4D3N stay. You were very excited about the trip. And made sure I packed your pool gear as well as Mr. Dolphin. After a short 1h 40m plane ride (I guess the SilkAir plane's a lot faster than those FireFly ones), we arrived at the Phuket airport. Our taxi ride was an hour long as the Waterside Villa is up north. "Are we there yet?" became your mantra all the way through. Wonder where you picked that up from.
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| Waterside Resort in the sheen of Evening's light |
We got to Waterside by 4 pm. The villa was amazingly spacious. The ground level was where the hall, kitchen, dining area, patio and the pool were. The bedrooms were on the second floor. As Uncle Jimmy and his family hadn't arrived yet, we decided to splash around first. After paddling about with the wake-board, we walked to the beach and decided to bury Papa under the sand. This activity did not last long as your level of patience is still pretty much hovering above the 0 mark. Ok, maybe 1, to be fair.
At around 6 pm, Uncle Jimmy arrived with loads of bread, milk, soft drinks, sausages, bacon, pasta and cup noodles to fill our pantry. He'd also brought Evan's pool-pump-guns - "Max Liquidators" as they were called. It was getting dark though, so we didn't get a chance to test them out in the pool.
Dinner on the first night wasn't so great. It was at a beachside open-air stall 50 metres away from our Villa. Your tummy wasn't doing well either. You pooped in your underwear and it was watery. The night ended after we watched 'Lilo & Stitch' on the DVD player.
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| You're not a speedboat are you, Mama? |
Over the next 3 days, you surprised us by spending a lot of time in the pool. You tried kicking around with the wakeboard without any help. And even managed to jump into the pool in what we've come to call "The Canonball". Must be due to the "Impress Evan" factor. We found a cosy little road-side stall just up the slope from our Villa for our lunch needs and had yummy fried rice and iced fruit smoothies there. The little stall overlooked the Cape and made for a lovely place to chill out. The two sisters who ran the place thought you were a cute little guy and gave us mangoes for free. They thought you were a girl, though.
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| Looks like a great day for a dive in the pool! |
The night before we left, we visited a night market. Mama stopped to buy hair clips and you insisted we all wore one each. That's one way to emasculate Papa. You enjoyed a stick of grilled pork balls and a cup of buttered corn. Our last stop was a convenience store to grab some ice-cream. You skidded right outside the store and fell, losing your ice-cream to the wet, mossy cement floor. But you were a brave little boy and didn't cry despite scraping your arm.
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| Not exactly haute couture... |
The night ended with 'Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol'. Mama's not too sure it's a good idea for you to watch anything with guns involved. Especially since you've been showing your fascination with the hand-gun (hand forming a gun) after two policemen visited your playschool for Occupation Week. But we figured this would be a once-only incident for you. (Read: We all really wanted to watch a DVD that wasn't 'Lilo & Stitch'!)
You were sad when we had to leave the next day. But knowing you were now braver in the water, we were excited to console you with good news: Another trip to the sea-side was coming up soon, this time to Tioman Island with Uncle Srihari and Aunty Li-Hsian. And this time, Papa and Mama were going to snorkel for the first time in our lives!
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