Island of Dreams

Sibu Island Resort (SIR) was the favourite island I loved to visit for my annual retreats. It is one of the few beach resorts lying on a cluster of island known as Pulau Sibu. SIR was the only resort on one of the islands and it's my pauper's Club Med. I enjoyed walking down to the semi-private beach where I once tried to rip apart a coconut as if I was an Orang Utan. I spent many good times and cherish memories with friends and my wife.

The small little island is where we would go to snorkel. I remember during one of my visits, the boatman left us about 50 metres from shore as it was high tide and he didn't want to risk his boat running aground on the corals. We swam against the outgoing currents to reach the shore. It was then that we met a guy from East Malaysia, and he caught a really large squid that day. He took it back and had the chef make a tasty grilled-squid dinner. He was really kind and shared with us his feast.

I wish I could turn back time... so much has changed. Pain and suffering had crept in.

Anyway, since it is also the National Day weekend for Malaysians, I dedicate these fond memories to my friends across the causeway (some in Singapore). Merdeka!