mersing. a sanctuary of the senses. actually. it dulled my senses completely. all i really did was to snooze the day away. read. snooze. read some more. snooze on my hammock. in my lil kampung sarong. reminiscing the 'good ol days' of days filled with nothing but the sound of nyamuk kamikazing into your left then right then left ear again.
traipse around on the muddy beach. almost got swallowed whole by black oozing mersing monsoon mud. fall over. save my best friend from death by mud. and of course feast on the many kampung delights available. lovely roti canai in a thick dhal with a dallop of glistening chilli paste. thick coconut soaked nasi lemak. water convulvors fried in chilli. squid in plum sauce. tiramisu disguised as trifle. the list goes on. 
it was a wonderful time. u cannot put into words how important moments like these are. when you can relive moments of adolescence with friends who have grown alongside and with you.
mersing will always be a treasure trove of girlish giggles embedded in my mind forever. forever missing mersing.
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