Bali Trip '09 - Day 4

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Day four started a little different; all of us were present during breakfast. Our last day in Bali was supposed to be a short one so there wasn't enough time for golf, hence the reason my father was with us at the hotel dining area that morning.

Other than that, all was pretty much the same. We all did what we've been doing every morning in Bali. We ate our breakfast, chatted, some of us were fooling around with each other, one or two took turn taking pictures with the camera with one having to take pictures more often than the other resulting in the small number of pictures of himself. Sigh.

There will never be enough pictures for a photoblog of my own.

Soon after breakfast, we all headed to the pool area. Wait a minute, from the pictures I have, perhaps I was wrong - almost all of us did, minus Angah. He must've returned to the hotel room, can't really remember. Anyway, of those who were at the pool area, only the two little ones played in the pool. The rest were just chilling by the sides.

Since it was our last day there, obviously there were to be lots of photo takings and to nobody's surprise that was true. My dad took a couple of pictures of the two kids playing water and a couple of pictures of me and my mom relaxing by the pool while I snapped quite a number of pictures of them all around the resort compund.

Later on, we went back to our rooms, packed our stuffs and then checked out of the hotel. At the lobby, Mr Driver was already waiting - he was to take us for a round of shopping before sending us to the airport. We went here and there, bought a couple of stuffs for ourselves and for others back in Malaysia of course.

Nadia got a gift pack from me. Huhuhu.

There was nothing worth remembering at the airport except for the part where we had to walk from one end of the airport to the other because there was no notice informing that our gate for departure had been changed - I wonder why they never bothered upgrading the airports eventhough gazillions of tourists flock to Bali year in and year out.

Oh well. On the plane, I spent my 2 hours (give and take) playing with the Playstation Portable as well was taking pictures - again. Camera usage was on an overdrive that day, I tell ya! I've noticed something by the way; no matter how fun a holiday trip was, nothing beats the feeling of heading back to your own home.

Even if us boys had to wait some 10-15 minutes standing in front of the gate waiting for the rest in the other cab arrive home. Should've asked for the house key at the LCCT! Haha.