Wish You Were Here Is Not Only Written in a Postcards

Pulau Peucang, 20 October 2007

Dear Babe,
Have been missing you very much. I’m here, in such a paradise, with 8 boys, and they are nothing compare to you. Uhm, most of them are my old friends, and connecting with them was like opening an old diary. Names, places and memories sometimes pop up in my head.

If I’m not mistaken, we’ve been missing each other recently. I know there will be another session of running away from reality, only time will define. But, surely, I will do that again with you, babe. We are definitely a great team when it comes to the beach. We stuff our backpack with goggles, bikinis, mosquitoes repellent, mineral water, MP3 player + portable speaker, bigframe sunglasses, teabags and of course thousand stories of our rollercoaster life.

You are one of a rare kind that can enjoy the beach exactly the way I do. Some pepole can never enjoy the beach, they say beach is too hot and sticky and nothing challenging about it. Some people can enjoy it too much by diving into it and never mind the sunset. While the rest afraid of the sun and prefer to go to the mall instead.

I don’t know what is it with me and you and beach, babe. I love blue and beige color. So the sky, the water, and the sand are perfect combination. I also enjoy the freedom of minimalist outfit to wear. A plain t-shirt, short and flip flops, that’s all you have to wear to enjoy the place. Ouw, and you know I have started a set of bikinis collection.

My friend, Blinky, once said, that the best way to enjoy the beach is to sit in a distance, not too far so you still can enjoy the breeze and the scenery, accompanied by a bottle of cold beer. For me, the best part of summer holiday is when we have cups of tea or coffee, after all afternoon of swimming and getting our skin tanned. Our hearts are still warm because of the sunset. Seems like the sun gives its shine for us before it take a rest for a while. The quiet of the evening and the sounds of our laughter. The way we manage to reach the shoreline and proof that our dark skin is still exotically attempting. Surely, I will repeat it once more. Ah, this kind of missing you is too painful, babe.

Please remind me one day, if we are old and too busy with our family life, that this kind of escapade is willing to be taken again. We couldn’t run forever babe, but at least knowing that you are exist in the world, make me realize that I’m not the only person who’s in love with the sea and worship it like crazy. Together we are strong babe. Jalesveva jayamahe. Haha.

Still the question popped up in my head, what is it with you and me and the beach, Babe?

Love, as always,


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