:: the sky. the sand & the sea ::

Safely home after a rocky ride in the plane due to bad weather conditions.
The turbulences made me feel as if I was on a roller-coaster flight.
The plane-crash-tragic-deaths thoughts kept lurking at the back of my mind & had me gripping in fear although the beautiful clouds & the serenity being thousands of feet above the ground got me thinking - plunging to death from above might not be that bad after all.

Am still recovering from the tiredness.
Nonetheless, I had a blast holidaying with the mob (that includes rocker uncles & crackpots aunts).
Brother was even luckier.
He got to jet-ski, para glide besides being in the great company of the mob.
And the best thing was - it was seafood galore all the way.








And to beloved Dad,



Despite your crazy genes that we inherited, your stubbornness that we wished to bulldoze most of the time, your ego that had me cursing behind your back, we had your wisdom that made us rethink of our big decisions, your corny jokes that brightens our mood, your cash that allowed us to enjoy some of life's little luxuries, your openness that lured us to confide in you, your practicality that forces us to be more cautious, to be thankful for.

But above all, it's your patience, love and acceptance for who we are that's a gift we can never return.
So dad, we don't promise to be VERY good but we will try to be BETTER.
Oh well, after all, I bet we did inherit your naughty & wild genes when you were younger. :p

Much love,