Back, and browned

Took this shot on the long and langourous boat ride home from Dayang. We drove through patches of rainy squalls, alternating with patches of blazing sun, occasionally startling a school of flying fish which would skip out of our way skimming over the waves, iridescent blue and green, quite unreal.

No sun, or flying fish in this shot: just the horizon, the prow of the bow, and my hairy legs pointing the way to Mersing. The boat ride back (rather than the snorkelling and swimming I did in Dayang) was responsible for the roasted brown tan that was received on Monday back at work with universal amazement/awe/shock. Something along the lines of "Where did you go?!?" was the stock greeting: it must have been quite rainy and dreary in Singapore over the weekend.

More pictures of the Dayang trip will follow another time.