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Three day trip to Legoland and I must say.. I don't know if I enjoyed it or not. xD It's just so silly that it's ridiculous, but I'm also very much exhausted right now. Details will be explained later on, of course. Before I start with my little three-day tale, let me tell you that our trip wasn't alone. We had six Malaysian families (including us) who went along with the little trip. And because of that, we wanted to make it feel as though there were more of us, so instead of using hotels, we booked caravans in Clacton-Upon-Sea - we had four. One for Uncle Luqman's family, one for all males, one for all mothers and little kids, and one for teen girls. =D So yes, moving on:
Day 1
After finishing my small chat with Rion-san, I logged off from MSN and Gaia, but I left the laptop on because my sis said that she needed to use it. So… I went downstairs and helped my mom prepare our packed lunch to eat later on. That took quite a while – actually, it took a long while so we were already behind schedule by then. The plan was to be at Uncle Hazri’s house by 8:30 AM. Well, by the time it reached 8:35 AM, I was on the laptop, downloading pictures from the digital camera because my dad forgot to do it in the first place. So the start was quite silly already and by the time we reached Uncle Hazri’s house, it was already around 9:00 AM. But we couldn’t go anywhere because one of us (Uncle Ilias) was missing. Apparently, there was a misunderstanding and he ended up in a different place completely than at Uncle Hazri’s where we should have met.
If I remember correctly, everyone else was there – but we were actually one of the first who arrived despite being 30 minutes late. I remember Kak Farhana knocking on the window, waving at me to get out of the car to have a small walk while we wait. So we did. Random talk here and there, went back into the car, and Auntie Rosie then knocked at the window, asking me to come out. Turned out that she thought I was kidnapped during work when I went home on a bad case of a stomach ache (like reeeaally). I think we actually set off at 9:30 AM. An hour behind schedule. xD
Six families, six cars. One after the other, setting off in a line all the way to Cambridge. We went there for our lunch, seeing that the place itself is on the route we’re going to (which is Clacton-upon-Sea – where we have out caravans booked). Once we arrived there in Cambridge, there was already some problems – a few of us got lost on the way in the highway. When our car arrived, it was only us and Kak Anis and her husband (along with Hidaya and Nabila who took a ride with them). So we stood there at the side of the road, waiting for the rest to come – it was hilarious. Dad was muttering under his breath, saying that the Tom-Tom was no use which was why he used his wife instead. And he kept on getting phone calls asking for directions and stuff – it was great. Then, at long last, Uncle Hazri showed up in his Mercedes and told my dad to reverse the car and make way so he could park his car. Now, take note here that even though my dad and Uncle Hazri are really close friends, they like to tease each other like no tomorrow, behind their backs or straight at their faces. Dad frowned and said that there should be enough space to squeeze in the Mercedes without needing to bother to reverse the car – but Uncle Hazri protested, saying that he was worried about his Mercedes – not our car. xD That got us all laughing and Dad said that Uncle Hazri’s the one who can’t drive properly – and he said that he might as well drive out of the parking place, let Uncle Hazri park the Mercedes, and then park his own car, so that made us laugh. In the end, Dad did reverse the car, but Uncle Hazri took about seven minutes trying to park right. XP
We were parking in front of the Cambridge University Botanical Gardens then. Snapped a few photos and we went inside – it was lovely. Had a walk with the gang (me, my sis, Hidaya, Nabila, Kak Farhana and Aqilah) and then a picnic at the middle of the gardens. The atmosphere is great and we talked a bit about universities, our futures, hopes and dreams and whatever else there was to talk about. Kak Farhana, being the oldest in the gang (she's nineteen) told us quite a lot about colleges and stuff which I find helpful because my dream is to go to college/university in the US. I guess being in Cambridge influenced the talk.
After having lunch and packing up the stuff, we went on a walk around Cambridge itself and had a little boat ride for 45 minutes. On that ride, I had a look at the various colleges around Cambridge and I had a really clear view of King's College. And that college was so beautiful. @_@ I've never seen a college like it and I really, really want to go there. Kak Farhana told me how the system works and it sounds awesome. Truly a wonderful experience, but unfortunately, there weren't any good souvenir shops where I could purchase a Cambridge keyring. T.T But I want to go there again. The buildings are brilliant (especially King's College, Queen's College and the Cathedral) and the people there are just so friendly. It was great.
We moved out from Cambridge then and continued our journey until we reached Clacton-Upon-Sea where we then located our caravans and such. My caravan was beside the women's caravan and the men's caravan was in front of the women's caravan - I don't know where Uncle Luqman's place was, unfortunately. We cleared our stuff, organised our belongings into the rooms and by the time that was done, it was already dusk - time for the barbecue. That was great as well because we were asked to prepare the drinks so we were all crowded around the kitchen and the living room, hovering here and there as well as chatting. Though I was really exhausted by then - didn't sleep the night before because of my talk with Rion-san and Ayu-chan, but I don't regret it. XD It was worth it. <33 Anyway, after we got everything settled, we moved to the next caravan and ate, but only slightly for me because I wasn't really hungry. x3 Had more fun with the aimless chat with everyone, I have to admit.
Cleaned everything, came back to the caravan and then, I had a shower. After that shower, that was when all the tiredness and sleepiness crashed down onto me. I was exhausted. -_- Reminded me of the time we walked around in London and got lost. I was that tired. ._. Kak Farhana said something about wanting to cook instant noodles (it was 11:30 PM by then) but I excused myself, saying that I wanted to sleep. Went into my room, set the alarm for 5:30 AM and I slept like a baby. ^^
Day 2
The alarm went off, but I slept back as soon as I switched it off. ._. Guess I was still tired then and it wasn't as if anyone else in the caravan was awake. But then, the boys started to knock on the walls of our caravan at 6:30 AM like a bunch of hooligans, shouting and laughing and then running away when they heard me getting up. @@ Curse them. I almost shouted, but I didn't have the strength to get dressed and poke my head out of the window to shout at early dawn, so instead, I just mumbled angrily under my breath and opened the door to Kak Farhana's room. She was sleeping on the large bed with Hidaya - five-year-old Khairina sandwiched between them. I gave a low yawn, jumped on all three of them (careful not to hit Khairina) and told them that we were one hour late from waking up. That got them groaning and I almost slept on top of them, but I knew I shouldn't. So I got up, went into Nabila's room, woke her up and Aqilah before moving back to my room to wake my sis. By then, they were buzzing.. which was good.
We got ready, but Auntie Rosie then gave us the dreaded job of preparing lunch - which was about 24 fillet sandwiches, done by 7:30-ish because we should be moving out by 8:00 PM (I think by now, you would have guessed that we never meet our targets). I prepared the bread with Aqilah while Hidaya readied the fillets - Kak Farhana was busy dressing Khairina and Nabila and my sis were busy getting ready to go. It took a while to get everything prepared and I don't think you can blame us for that. xD I mean, really.. preparing 24 fillet sandwiches as well as getting ready at early dawn? And only one and a half hours to do so? Naww, 'twas impossible. But we finished it in the end, of course.. we were only about half an hour late. -_-;; Got into the next caravan, had breakfast, and off we went to Legoland. x3
I have to say, I don't have a lot to talk about Legoland itself. It's definitely not as enjoyable as Disneyland and it's nothing like Alton Towers, so I've been told. But it was great. The queues were demented though - 45 minutes for each ride, except for one which took us two hours. @@ But at least we got to walk around alone (except for Auntie Rosie who came along with us) and anyway, I got to take care of little Khairina. =3 The darling. She's so cute. But because she's so young, of course, she can't walk around that much and not get tired. So from time to time, I found myself carrying her in my arms as well as allowing her to ride on my back. What amuses me was her brother, nine-year-old Irfan (they're both Kak Farhana's siblings), followed me around. We never talked (don't blame us - he's nine, I'm fifteen) - we exchanged smiles and such. After having a ride with him and Auntie Rosie, he learned my name and we started to talk and enjoy the surroundings - especially the large statues made of Legos. Not long afterwards, he started to hold my hand like a little brother. It was adorable. At first, it was just normal little grasps when we walk away, but then, he just clung onto my hand and we had rides with each other - he's really mature for a nine-year-old and he has the most beautiful eyes ever. ._. I think all of Kak Farhana's family has lovely eyes.. I'm jealous. xD
Aaaanyway~ We had six rides in total in Legoland which I think isn't that bad at all. It was enjoyable, walking around with them and enjoying the rides even if it's not that great. I remember Hidaya nudging me and saying that she saw Alex in the crowd - now that got me stiff as well as trembling. I actually believed her, the idiot. I scanned the area to make sure that he wasn't there before cursing to Hidaya for tricking me like that - I mean, it's NOT FUNNY when your friend say that he's around.. especially not when he has a crush on me. ;; As a result of all the commotion I created, they all asked me who Alex was. ._. Which I have to admit is really embarassing because Hidaya explained that he's "a friend of hers who has a crush on her since forever". I wanted to kill her, but in the end, I've got nothing to hide. xDD Really evil of her though.
The journey home and what happened afterwards was, I have to say, THE most amusing and silliest thing which happened in the whole Legoland trip overall. Just thinking about it made me chuckle. By the time we got out of Legoland, it was already about 7:00 PM so we had to make our way back to the caravan (we were actually thinking of making another barbecue night). I found out that Uncle Luqman went home three hours previously and Uncle Hazri (as well as a few others) wanted to visit the Winsow Castle (I had a look at it on the way to Legoland - it's absolutely stunning). So we agreed - three families will go with Uncle Hazri, and Auntie Rosie would follow us. So that means Hidaya and Nabila goes with Uncle Hazri's group while Kak Farhana and Aqilah enter our group. We split up then and continued the journey.. but I was so exhausted I fell asleep almost right away.
When I woke up, it was dark outside. Really dark. And mom and dad sounded a bit annoyed.. we were lost. XD I think by then, we were in Brightlingsea which isn't that far from the caravan site, really. But we were really, really lost. Dad stopped to ask for directions, we went in circles a few times and ended up in ridiculous places. It was hilarious. Dad was saying that at this rate, Uncle Hazri might reach the caravan site first and that set me off laughing - he's always taking the mickey with Uncle Hazri, I swear. It was around 10 PM then when we were circling around and I just sang under my breath while the music was on the casette. Eventually, dad stopped and entered a bar (of all places - I mean seriously, why a BAR?? @@). He asked for directions, came back inside, and told my mom that we were looking for:
"Penbridge road? Pembroke road? Pembrick road?" Mom just raised her eyebrows and I slapped my hand against my forehead.
"PEM-something, that's enough to work with. It's not as if all roads here starts with 'Pem'." I pointed out. Mom laughed at me, remarking that I was tired.. which I was, really. XD
We continued on and dad followed the instructions he got from a bar. And let me tell you.. we did reach a caravan site. We did. Believe it or not though, there were only four caravans there on display. Only FOUR. Our caravan site has at least 100 caravans, I fancy. So when we could only see four, don't blame us for giving the place a flat look. Not only were there only four caravans, but they're the ugliest caravans I've ever set my eyes on. And beside those caravans, there were shed-looking things.. lots of them. I call them chicken coops and suggested that we chose one and sleep it off for the night. xDD It was hilarious. We took a U-turn, and dad shouted an apology to Auntie Rosie through the window for getting us all lost. Roamed around here and there and we reached Tesco. That got dad smiling - finally, something familiar. Sure, it's just the name of a supermarket, but it's familiar. Good enough for us.
He went inside, asked for directions, came back into the car, and off we go. Next thing we knew, we were surrounded by trees. XD I said that it looked like something taken out from Malaysia and my brother grinned at me. (Sometimes, when I'm nervous, I tend to waffle around like that). My brother said that we should use the "traditional way" of using a compass - the only compass we had was to look at the Kiblah and I grinned at him, saying that yeah, sure, let's use the compass and we might end up in Mekkah. It was really funny - we all laughed then. Another U-turn and I caught sight of Auntie Rosie grinning and laughing at the situation we found ourselves in. Really.. we were going around in circles. Dad drove on and he spotted two men standing at the end of the road - one old, another young. He stopped, talked to them, went back into the car to get the map and went out to talk to them again. This time, the talk took ages. Mom was just shaking her head because she was tired, I was joking with my brother and then I looked at my mom and smiled, trying to lighten the situation;
"Mom, what if those four caravans were really ours? It's like a ghost story now."
She laughed. "You're right. It's like one of those typical ghost stories where, at the middle of the night, the caravans change into the spooky ones and ghosts come out."
My youngest sister almost cried hearing that. ._. I forgot all about her and her views on ghosts and stuff.. silly me. xD We calmed her down though, so all is well. But then we found out that those men my dad was talking to were both drunk. And really, that made me shake my head. It was too ridiculous to be true. And then it started to rain, so my dad had to take cover under the door of a church. Talk about having really bad luck. It was awful. He talked for a while longer, nodded once or twice and finally, he went back into the car. I shook my head and he leaned to my mom, discussing things about the map..... and then a police car stopped beside us. The window came down from the car and I giggled, poking my mom before opening my own window to flash a smile at the policemen. Dad raised his eyebrows, mom groaned and dad went out. Luckily, my side of the window was right beside their open one, so I listened to everything. Dad explained the situation, where we were going and whatnot and the policemen answered that we were "miles away". That really got me grinning and I closed the window. The policemen offered to escort us there and that was when we relaxed slightly.
Really.. we were miles away. We got really, really lost. Took us more than 15 minutes to find the right caravan site again and once there, my dad's fears were also confirmed - that Uncle Hazri did come back earlier than us. Naturally, dad had to face through his usual taunts and stuff.. I feel sorry for him, but it was ridiculously funny. But I was also exhausted. I mean.. no real rest from the long walks from Legoland and not being able to sleep right since last night.. well, no wonder I was tired. Went into the other caravan and I realised that nobody was there from my gang except for Hidaya. I shook my head and when she called me to go back to our caravan, naturally, I agreed. But it was raining at that time. And the steps we had to climb down from the caravan were also very slippery... and with my mind almost on shut-down, I slipped.. and fell. xD Fell down the stairs, knocked my side against the edge of the steps and I cried out slightly. WORST thing is that all the men saw me and I blushed furiously, more embarassed than pained. I stood up, groaned about having my shirt dirty from the dirt (a successful attempt on diverting the attention from the pain to my shirt) and everyone else went back to their business, seeing that I was more worried about a shirt. @_@
We went back into our caravan. As Kak Farhana and my sis prepared the drinks (yeah, we had to do that job again =P), I sat down on the sofa and leaned against Hidaya's shoulder, wanting to just sleep the night off, but they won't let me. I was forced to go to the next caravan and I was also forced to eat by Nabila. The amount of rice she put on my plate didn't even reach more than five tablespoons.. and yet, I took about half an hour to finish it because I was so tired. xD
I thought that was the end, seriously. Because when I started to eat, it was already about 1:45 AM. But apparently not. I stood up and I was about to announce that I was going back to my caravan to sleep after I ate, but Cik Wan then asked me to take care of her youngest daughter, Husna (she's one and a half). (She asked me to do that because Husna's dad needs to move to the next caravan and Cik Wan wants to take a bath, clean everything and get her other children to sleep.) I nearly cried. Really, how could they be so cruel? But I can't decline because I can take care of Husna when usually, she don't want anyone else. So I took the little girl in my arms, told Nabila and the rest to leave me there so they could sleep, and I sat down on the sofa, bouncing her on my lap. I have a good history with Husna, at least - I got her to sleep in my arms countless times before and I know how to handle her.
In less than ten minutes, she was already resting against my chest, staring at random things. Afterwards, she started to struggle because she wanted to scratch herself. Her skin is very sensitive, so she has itch problems all around.. but I can't let her scratch herself because she might bleed. So I locked her in my arms. I positioned her so that her back was against my chest and I had my arms crossed over her body. My left hand holding her right, my right hand holding her left. Her right leg trapped between my legs and her left leg dangling over my left leg. It must be awful for her, really. She started to whimper slightly, but as I said.. I know how to handle her - I know how to handle kids in general, end. I hushed her and I began to rock her - sideways. Usually, I do it back and forth, but I wanted her head to rest against my chest, so I did it sideways. I actually forgot how long that went on for, but eventually.. she slept. I waited for her to snore softly before I actually moved her so that she was lying in my arms. Auntie Zaharina looked at me and smiled, saying that I was good at handling kids.. and for some reason, the conversation switched from there.
I thought that was enough excitement for the night. I really thought that. But I was wrong. ;; With Husna sleeping in my arms, I can't really move her anywhere because Cik Wan was in her room doing something (no idea what). So I was stuck there in the living room with the other "married women". D= And they talked about their experiences during childbirth and really.. I wanted to cry because I was tortured. It really, really, really wasn't fair that I was trapped there and had to listen about things I already know about - this time in more detail. Dx But of course.. I didn't join in. They talked about childbirth in such detail that I think I can now be an unofficial midwife. >> It was terrible. Once, Auntie Rosie did say that they should tune it down because I was there, but they all decided against it because I "should have learned it all in school already". I couldn't believe it! D=
Finally.. at around 2:40 AM, I was released. ._. I practically ran back to the caravan and once there, I saw Kak Farhana grilling the chicken for tomorrow morning. Hidaya was up, so I just snuggled myself beside her, ranting slightly about what just happened, but in the end, we talked about nothing. Kak Farhana did rant about her not being able to find the right cute guys for a suitable husband, but I just laughed and said that she was being silly. In the end, I think I slept at around 3:00 AM. ._. And woke up at 7:30 AM (an hour late from what I wanted). And I only woke up because Uncle Hazri was calling Hidaya outside.
Maybe it's just my ears or maybe the rest decided to ignore Uncle Hazri's voice, so I groaned and pushed myself up, dressed quickly and popped my head out, raising my eyebrows. He told me to call Hidaya and I nodded, closing the door again. Went into Kak Farhana's room and I leaned on Hidaya, almost sleeping on her again.
"Cik kak, your dad's calling." I yawned.
That got her awake. (Khairina was sleeping at the front). She rolled over, rubbed her eyes, and walked outside while I took her spot beside Kak Farhana and snuggled beside her. It was cold. I think I stayed there for a while until eventually, Hidaya said that we all should get ready because we had to eat, clean up and stuff. So in the end, I stood, woke the rest up and got ready - I was thankful that we weren't required to do the packed lunches again. But dad did tell me to grab all the linen sheets from the beds and give it to him.
Now... well, those who are still reading this might think I was being idiotic. And I was. I wasn't thinking straight those three days and the third day wasn't an exception. Just pulling out the sheets already made me tired and I bundled them all out in the sofa area. Tied them together and I walked out in search of my dad but my brother saw me and pointed a finger at me, laughing his head off. I narrowed my eyes, of course, and he said I should have folded them all and that he'll give a large plastic bag where I should keep them all. I stormed back inside, laughing occasionally, and I undid the knot for the bundle and I folded all the sheets. But Hidaya and Kak Farhana all said that there was no point in me folding the sheets at that time. Bro came in, laughed when he saw me and I glared at him and sighed. Really.. guys like him. They're hopeless. I took the green bag he gave and shoved all the folded sheets in it and carried it Santa-style over my shoulder. That set him off against me again. ._.
"Oh, oh, look at this! She's being Santa! Now all she needs is a fat belly and a long beard as well as a funny costume, but I don't think that's much of a problem."
<<;; He's a real baka. xD Kak Farhana added that it's a good thing my name (or nickname in this case) starts with an "S" which is also what "Santa" starts with. I wanted to kill them both, seriously. Dx My bro knew I'm nothing close to fat and that the others were untrue, but he's just sooooooo cruel! But at least we didn't do anything else afterwards. I got the sheets into a car, went into the next caravan to eat and I decided to hold Husna so I took her from Zariff's arms. He complained that I didn't do my job well, but then Husna slept (again) in my arms and I smirked at him. He rolled his eyes as I ate (didn't have the mood to eat anything much, so it's only a small bowl of tuna for me) and he said that he could do better. But I just asked him to give me a cup of coffee, so he did - he gave me his cup and poured another for himself before sitting down beside me.
Woke up late, set off late, arrived late today. xD Really typical, I have to say. But it was worth it. There's nothing else for me to say for the third day, unfortunately. All the happiness happened on the second day unless if you count the events which happened at the early morning. Tomorrow, I have another day off and then it's back to school on Wednesday (for ten minutes). To those who read this.. I salute you. xD It's just so incredibly long - you must be bored. But well now! Later!!
 Rino-chan · Mon Sep 03, 2007 @ 09:49pm · 0 Comments |
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