Saturday:
Skipping tennis for a barbeque chalet later in the evening, i spent my morning gaming, chatting online and touching up a segment in my report.

Later in the evening, my uncle drove my mum, sis and i to Downtown East chalet. There were many unfamiliar faces except for two handful of people whom i met earlier this year. Since i was no longer active in Maple, everything seemed to drift further apart. It was unlike last year's. At least there was Syafiq to keep us company and an occasional chat with Beatrice, Rachel and Teresa. Well, didn't stay long, perhaps the shortest bbq i've been to. But still, thanks Eric.

Sunday:
Today was exceptionally lovely. Daddy initiated going to Pulau Ubin for some cycling. Of course i agreed immediately. I'd longed to be at an island away from mainland Singapore, even more so for sporting activities.

Hurriedly we prepared and packed. Uncle drove us once again, this time round along with Daddy. As it was near lunchtime, we ate at Changi hawker centre. So coincidentally, as we searched for an empty table, Coach Dudley spotted me. *Screams!!!*

Knew how delighted and surprised i was to see him there? I nearly threw my arms around him. Haha.. Coach looked so haggard and sickly compared to the last time i saw him. Sigh. Discharged from hospital a few days ago, he was making slow recovery on his failing health. Saddened me to see him so frail and weak. But at least he could be out and eating well. Lessen the pain i felt for him.

Then came the second coincidence. Eric and friends had come to packet some food back to the chalet. And i finally got to meet Erwin, though we didn't really have an exchange of words.

After lunch, we strolled to the ferry terminal to catch our bumboat. My first time on the bumboat was fantastic! The scenery was gorgeous. Along with the waves spraying some fine droplets on my face, it was so refreshing. I wouldn't mind staying on the bumboat, riding the waves and taking in the beautiful surrounding.

Once we reached Pulau Ubin, we rented 2 twin bikes for Mummy and Bel can't cycle. Upward slopes were killers. More often than not, we had to get off the bikes and push them up. Too steep for us, these amateurs, to cycle. On and on we went, best when we were going down slope. The wind smacking our faces was exhilarating. At certain intervals, we would quench our thirsts and off we went again.

More than an hour of cycling got us seated down at one of the provision shops to have some coconut drinks. The provision shops reminded me of the times in the early 1990s. Life was slow paced and peaceful during those days, very similar to that in the present Pulau Ubin.

Resting period was over and we set off again. This time round, we covered a shorter distance and rode back to the square where we raced with two English kids. Awww.. they were so good-looking. Both were younger than me, hailing from England. Had fun racing with them. =)

That more or less sums up my weekend. I yearn to go back to Pulau Ubin for my next ride!