Despite battling a terrible morning sickness, we proceeded to our family trip to PD as it was all planned and pre-booked well in advance. Plus it was only a weekend away. We left at 10am in a convoy of 3 cars – my parents, brothers and ourselves. There was a terrible 2km long jam on the way there due to an accident and by the time we were past it, I was pukish but thankfully for the numerous plastic bags I have in the car for events such as these, I didn’t create a mess.

It was past noon when we arrived at Avillion but the rooms were not ready yet so decided to have a quick bite at KFC in the town centre. Upon checking in, we had coconut water to quench our thirst prior to heading out to the pool where the kids had a whale of a time till dinner. We had a BBQ dinner at the coffeehouse to celebrate my mum’s birthday – of course, she didn’t know that I had pre-booked a cake for her. When it appeared together with the band from the lounge, her face was all flushed. I didn’t expect them to send the singers too so that was a really nice touch by the hotel. I don’t recall much of dinner actually as I was feeling really tired and sick by then. We settled for an early night in but I was awaken by a phone call from my parents, telling me that there was a bat in their room! Later into the night, I could hear banging and clamouring next door (my parents’ room) and then silence. Guess the bat has been caught. But then, at 3am I was again awaken by what sounded like really loud fireworks and I was asking myself, who the h*ll releases fireworks at three in the morning??! Upon enquiring the next morning, I was told that the sound was actually bombs exploding - illegal farming of fish. Scary!

The next morning, the kids zoomed into the pool again, stopping shortly only to visit the petting farm (where Bradley almost squeezed a chick to death and rattled the rooster by pulling its crown and feathers). After lunch, also at the resort, we bade farewell. VT complained that I konked out the moment the car hit the highway. Hey, I was tired from the lack of quality sleep the next before.

Although it was a short break, it felt really good to be away from the city and for the cousins to be able to play and interact with each other. My brothers and parents have been to other short getaways during the year but this is a first for me. I couldn’t possibly have gone with the kids without VT being around.

No photos this trip – everyone was too busy chasing after their own kids.

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