Kukup Day 1 (2)

After the durian feast, we resumed our activities. Another bunch of aunties wanted to start a KTV session, but they did not suspect we had tampered with the player. They just stared blankly at the TV that emitted no sound. Hyuk hyuk!

At about 5pm, we were all taken for a mini tour to a fish farm. That was when we got to know the Malaysian Lolitas from the other group. There were five of them, but there was one with the best fashion sense. She wore a black mid-riffed top, a pink mini skirt, black sneakers, pink ankle socks, a pink cap and chunky plastic jewellery. We were mesmerized by her cutesie Bugis Village garb, but hasn't anyone told her she isn't Sweet Sixteen anymore?

Kar Cheng and Henglip were also mean enough to name the loner in the red business suit Frankenstein because of her slouch and the dazed look on her face.

We boarded a ferry to visit one of the many floating fish farms. Along the way, we also saw many plastic barrels buoying on the sea surface. The ferry driver said those were used to trap jellyfish. We also saw the REAL fishing villages / kelongs.

The authentic kelongs

Fish farms

We were brought to a fish farm, and a kid brought us around, introducing the angler fishes, horseshoe crab, shark and puffer fish to us. The whole place was shrouded in a fishy stench, because the farmers there were packing large bags of bloody kunning. We left within ten minutes. On board, Heng Lip was grossing me out with his personal encounter, where he stumbled across one of our neighbourhood grannies molesting a blind ah pek. But the highlight was Bling Bling flirting with the ferry driver. She said she would kiss him if he offered her five dollars. I bet he wished his ferry would snap into two and sink at that moment.

Fishes in a frenzy

Sunset

Then we were taken to a restaurant on the sea to have dinner. Bling Bling grossed me out again. I was washing my hands and she was waiting to use the sink. When she saw the water flowing slowly out of the tap in a tiny stream, she exclaimed "Ha! When my urine gushes out, it is even more powerful than this tap!". I was floored.

Dinner was AGAIN, egg tofu, spinach, chilli crab, sambal cuttlefish, sambal mussels, sweet and sour prawns and watermelon. Chilli crab is a nice delicacy, but having it twice a day is getting kind of sickening. No, I am not complaining, though.

Then it was back to the resort. While the others loitered around in town browsing through the shops selling fishing gear, pirated CDs and local confectionaries, Kar Cheng and I were smart enough to return to the resort first. Kar Cheng resumed fishing, while I had the bathroom to myself for a nice, long bath. Too bad for my relatives because the shower heater broke down after the third user.

We slacked around until 10pm, where we had supper. Supper was GOOD. The resort staff barbequed for us. There were rojak, satay, otah, BBQ chicken wings, fries, fishballs, prawns with mixed veg, sambal stingray and my all-time favourite, sambal sotong. The resort staff was nice enough to BBQ for us another packet of sotong when we (okay, it was me) requested for more. Stupid Henglip was suggesting for me to migrate here so that I can have sambal sotong everyday. Instead of resorting to such a drastic measure, I decided to buy the sambal chilli sauce from them.

Drool your heart out

Insatiable

Guess what, we found a tiny kitty in our premises! It was poking its nose into a dirty heap of boxes and plastic bags behind a sofa when we found her. That was probably why her nose was covered with a black sticky substance that was impossible to remove. It was soooooooooooooo adorable and got us swooning over it.

An asleep kitty

After that, Kar Cheng, Heng Lip, Ah Sir and I lounged at the back balcony and chatted while the two boys fished. Heng Lip and I were discussing the dreadful possibility of the Chinese becoming the minority one day, while Kar Cheng was grousing about the widening income gap in Singapore. These social issues proved too much for Ah Sir because she dozed off without our knowing. The night breeze was chilling to the bone, so Ah Sir, Heng Lip and I retreated to our bedroom to sleep. Crazy Kar Cheng decided to sleep on a hammock at the balcony. It was 2am.

At 5am, I awoke to hear chattering in the bedroom. Apparently 4th Aunt was complaining to the insomniac aunties (namely 2nd Aunt and 2nd Gim) about the snoring next door and the nasal grunts from an unknown culprit in our room. Irritated, she got up and kicked the wall that separated us from the other bedroom. The snoring died down temporarily before resuming full strength. We all suspected it was Bling Bling, in her gawdy rainbow spaghetti-strapped nightgown.