I needed to take a break, to take a step back and to take a deep breath. I was being out hustled by the city. The buzz from the orchestra of construction works, engine roars and people chatter was deafening. I had to escape, even if it was only for the weekend; even if it was only to Bintan.
An hour ferry from Singapore and a 45-min drive brought me to Shady Shacks.traveling light with flip flops, bathing suits, and pocket money, our group did not plan nor expect much. Simply put, we were all there to get away.
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| the huts on the beach |
The Accommodation reflected what the name advertised. They were indeed shacks, that reminded of simpler times. The humble wooden huts on the beach served as shade from the burning heat during the day and shelter from the cool ocean breeze in the evening. Inside were bunk beds lined with mosquito nets where we laid our weary bodies.
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| tree trunk on shore |
There are no tanning beds and beach umbrellas on the beach, only sand peppered with pieces of coral and crushed sea shells. Dried bark and leaves from the trees meters away were scattered on shore. The splash of each wave was a soft touch and a gentle whisper. During the day, the beach boasted of a modest beauty that need not call for attention.
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| Dawn |
Darkness embraced the sky as nigh came. Inch by inch as the sun set, the sky changed from blue to purple to black. At the same time, the moon rose and shined a white light that glazed the top of the ocean. The ocean calmed down and the waves splashed gently. The nights were peaceful and comforting.
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| the evening sky |
As we spent the days lying on the sand and the evenings admiring the moon, the 3 days went by quickly. It was an escape from the busy life in the city. Coming back to provincial life was a chance to enjoy the little things like the sound of the ocean, the light from the moon and the touch of the ocean breeze. It's a shame that it ended quickly, but it was just enough. I was ready to go back.
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