Holiday at Port Dickson

Went off to Port Dickson on Saturday, somewhere around 2 o clock, my mom went nuts, again, why? I don't know, but I'm beginning to realize what to expect every time the family goes off for an outing, she did the same thing on the last 3 holidays, she always picks fights with people whenever her mood sours and its driving me up the wall, onto the roof, throwing sticks down while screaming... I had a massive argument with her, which pretty much killed the holiday mood, again.

Nevertheless the holiday was pretty fun, took 2 hours of driving to get to Port Dickson, the traffic was bad, or it probably would have been taken an hour and a half. We stayed at some place that belongs to the methodist church in PJ, the whole family used to go off for holidays there, but that was more than 10 years ago, the area is pretty big, roughly 20 acres total according to one of the keepers over there, Kumar. They have a canteen, a hall, dormitories etc. The land was acquired by the church more than 50 years ago I think, they still use it for some of the church activities these days, although I wouldn't really know, I've never been a devoted Christian even back when I was a kid, but I saw some thick branches stacked up at a gathering spot, and a bunch of kids that looked as if they just got out of Sunday school... How I miss the days...
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yea right, I've never liked going to the church. Anyway it looked like there was some sort of bonfire that would be going on at night. We got there at around 5PM, give or take a few minutes and introduced ourselves to some Indian guy called Shamugen, the maintenance guy right now. He recognized my dad from last time, so we got the methodist price tag, the room looked something like a motel room, 3 beds, 1 mirror, 1 toilet, a cupboard, and some place to hang the towels. Hmm... RM45, nothing great, but the big area you get to walk around and the fact that its practically next to the beach makes it a great place to stay. The atmosphere is relaxing as well. Absolutely perfect. Took off for dinner, had to wait for 3 hours for the food, damn hari raya, all the restaurants were jam packed, and the idiot waiter got our dish wrong, thought the person who took the order made a mistake so we dug in and waited for the next dish, turns out it was actually for the table right beside us, and the dish(lala) was absolutely tasteless, what a waste of money and the bloody boss looked at us as if it was our fault, fuck, look at your waiter, not your customer. After finishing that dish we had to wait for another hour for our next dish. The experience is not one I want to repeat again. Had to wait for so long, and I had a stomach ache after eating the food. Spent the night face down in the pillow moaning in pain. What a lousy experience.

The next day more than made up for all the bad luck though, got breakfast at the canteen, eggs and sausages with jam and bread and some butter, went to the beach, dug up some small lala's to bring back, weather was good, etc etc. Lots of fun, went back at 2 o clock.