Port Dickson... (Hampir Hampir Jadi Port Jackson)

Hey y'all! Cuti mid-sem dah nak berakhir. Ni la last time we all should enjoy all out, means pasni kalau nak enjoy gak, kena medium medium ja la had nya. Final pun tinggal 7 minggu lagi, termasuk study/revision days. Dah la project Software Engineering belum start lagi, memang busy la I in incoming weeks. 

Anyway, I am checking one of my sub-wishlist (visit semua negeri/wilayah persekutuan kat Malaya ) as I am traveling to Negeri Sembilan yesterday! Walaupun tak pergi to the main town, still count okay? 

1. Terengganu
2. Johor
3. Selangor
4. Perak
5. Negeri Sembilan
6. Pahang
7. Kelantan
8. Pulau Pinang
9. Perlis
10. Kedah
11. Melaka
12. Kuala Lumpur (setakat kat LCCT tu, tak kira ok?)
13. Putrajaya

Kitaorang bergerak from Seksyen 2 ke Port Dickson at past 8am. Dalam context ni, kitaorang tu ialah me, Imah, Neelam, Tita, Joe, Stanley, Kecik, ibu tersayang Imah dan abang tersayang Imah (driver). Kereta besar, so takla berhimpit sangat, lagipun bukannya lama pun pergi sana. Around 2 hours, menurut ibu Imah. 

Pemandangan indah Port Dickson. 



Sampai ja kat Port Dickson, my dick pula nak kencing bagai. Standard. Lepas kencing, tukar seluar (show off my shaved legs), makan nuggets courtesy of Imah then jump straight to the sea! First impression, MASIN! Taknah rasa air laut semasin ni. Tapi eventually, rasa masin tu mendap dalam rasa hati. Memang enjoy habis la mandi mandi, biarpun tak tahu nak berenang. Ada aku kesah? My body is natural pelampung okay? 

Pastu we ride on the banana boat, RM15 each person. Perasaan naik tu memang enjoy gila. Kalau first time naik, memang syok la. Tiga kali kitaorang (except ib Imah) jatuh, yang last sekali paling gempak. Unexpected tapi nasib la I dah pindah duk kat belakang sekali, kalau tak memang confirm la I ni mat patah kena hempap dengan abang Imah.

Ni muka before naik the banana boat. From left : Joe, Kechik, Stanley, Neelam, Imah, Tita and Me.

Ni testing nak ride the banana before that banana float on the sea. 

Nah, riding the banana sudah. Tunggu dia pancut ja. Ehh? 

Lepas tu, kitaorang mandi sampai lebam dan hitam legam. Sempat lagi main lawan ombak (Imah cakap I ni macam budak budak, sekali dia join sekali, semua kot join sekali after that, lol) & main timbus dalam pasir. Paling memorable sekali time mandi tu, of course, saat nama Port Dickson tu hampir bertukar jadi Port Jackson. Ceritanya begini, time tu dah dekat petang, air pasang. Me, Tita and Imah berpaut on one pelampung tayar tu, berlakon ala ala mangsa yang hanyut dibawa arus laut lepas kapal tenggelam. Skrip spontan yang kitaorang buat time tu memang world class punya type la. Siap cakap lagi :

"I don't want to die. I haven't change my sex yet." 
"I haven't become a Prime Minister. This is not the end of me."

Me ditimbus pasir. Dorang siap letak lagi wood stick kat area anu tu. Sengal. Tak panjang & skinny macam tu la my dick. 

Well, tiga kepala drama queen dan king bersatu, memang macam macam la disebut. Pastu time terapung tu, I ternampak a nice scene kat hujung laut, sinaran matahari tu macam cahaya dari heaven. 

"I see heaven."

Entah bila, tetiba I felt my legs can't reach the ocean floor (i ni paling tinggi among three of us, so bayangkanlah). Terus kitaorang tiga panik. I kot yang paling panik. Imah terus buat muka serius dia, try to bring us ke daratan. Tita memang tak tau berenang, so memang helpless la macam I. Nasib kitaorang tak jauh sangat dari dorang Stanley and Kechik, so we shout for help. Tapi dorang dua teragak agak nak tolong since dorang ingat kitaorang ni tengah berlakon (tambah tambah lagi kitaorang ni pelakon hebat belaka) before Kechik cepat cepat berenang toward us. Tapi sampai je dia kat kitaorang, I tarik dia kuat sangat, sampai dia tenggelam ke dalam lautan. Pergh, memang struggle la dia try to bring us to the shore. 

Tetiba, dalam kepayahan tu, kitaorang tersampai kat a bridge at the center of the beach. Bridge tu tak nampak sangat sebab air pasang, so dia tenggelam. Tita terlanggar that bridge (sampai berdarah ok?) terus lompat on that bridge while I  terus landing my butt on that bridge. Nasib, umur kitaorang panjang lagi. God really loves us. Semua berjaya make it to the bridge. Yang cedera cuma Kechik dan Tita la. Lepas ja insiden tu, kitaorang semua terus balik lagipun memang kitaorang nak balik pun dah. 

Group photo lepas puas riding the banana dan mandi manda bersama. Sevensome tu.. PUAS!

Ibu Imah & Imah. Sweet! Ibu Imah, vogue! 

Imah & Abang Imah. First time tengok Imah kena peluk lelaki. Hoho.. Abang Imah, cute smile! 

Overall, we all had fun and quality time! That near death experience was a great experience. Hehe.. Next? Pergi pulau pulau pulak. Boleh? Hehe.. 

Ni dinner kat KFC Seksyen 7, semua penat melayari lautan Port Dickson. 

p/s : Now I faham kenapa si penyelamat mangsa lemas boleh turut lemas sekali, disebabkan mangsa lemas macam I. 

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