I can't stop talking about diving. It's been diving this and diving that. Ask anyone close to me and they'll tell you how much I bores them with my diving stories. I swear to God, diving is just fantastic, I can't explain them in words (box of tissue please, my eyes getting wet). It all started with my first visit to Survivor Island or Pulau Tiga as we call it in Malay. Story cut short, it was a trip for relaxation because after all the parties I had while on my trip to Labuan, I wanted to go somewhere isolated and peaceful and a friend suggested Tiga. It was the best decision ever, period.
I'll branch out a bit form diving and now lets talk about Tiga. Coming to Tiga was the best thing I ever did in my life. The tranquility it offers in its serenity surrounding evoke a nostalgic feeling although I never stepped my foot in this island before. It's this feeling I can't describe, it smell like home. It was really love at the first sight. The feeling is just magnificent, I'm home *watery eyes* and I really feel part of the island.
The place I hangout a lot! |
As this is my fifth paragraph, I better stop writing for now and apologize for not posting any write ups after my first article was up month ago. I promise I'll bring you more to read afterwards. Well, of course I want you people to read and feel jealous of my diving experiences and makes you itchy to join me on my journey towards becoming a professional diver (ta-daaaaaa! I decided I should be a professional diver but I'll leave the fun of writing it for my next post).
This is peacefulness at its finest. |
PLEASE DO NOT FEED THE MONKEY'S (unless you're a monkey too) |
Left pic wasn't taken in Tiga but middle and right pic are. |
Till the next post babes. Lots of love (with sea water)!
Jane
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