Grand ol' Dame

Great ol' dame

Between 18 and 20 a woman is like Africa, half discovered, half wild, naturally beautiful with fertile deltas.
Between 21 and 30 a woman is like America, well developed and open to trade especially for someone with cash.
Between 31 and 35 she is like India, very hot, relaxed and convinced of her own beauty.
Between 36 and 40 a woman is like France. Gently aging but still a warm and desirable place to visit.
Between 41 and 50 she is like Yugoslavia, lost the war - haunted by past mistakes. Massive reconstruction is now necessary.
Between 51 and 60, she is like Russia, very wide and borders are unpatrolled. The frigid climate keeps people away.
Between 61 and 70, a woman is like Mongolia, with a glorious and all conquering past but alas, no future.
After 70, they become Afghanistan. Most everyone knows where it is, but no one wants to go there.

Like a glorious prima donna who stands majestically after a glorious past, refusing to admit the end is nay, she lives day by day reminiscing the bygone days. The days, when she was newest and most exciting thing in town. She was the talk of town. Every guy wanted to lay his eyes on her and wanted a piece of her. Her captivating persona and hue used to be envy of others. That was 20 years ago when she was spanking new and clean. Now what can offered is only the fond memories of the good times with her.

Greens?

Time's up!

That is the story of Pangkor Island Beach Resort. We remember going there 20 years ago. And it was good time to go back to reminisce the good times that we had there. The times of our youth when our life was laid bare for us to mold and to evaluate our journey that we had taken thus far. Things have definitely changed, just like us. Some of the staff who were there during our first visit were still there, albeit aging gracefully with us. These people know us as one member of our entourage had been a frequent visitor there all these years!

The building is slightly run down weathering the frequent beating of nature. The greens of the golf course is hardly green due to the current hot spell and neglect.

The peacock and hornbills which were the mascots and the pull factor of the hotel were still there (of course must a different generation than when the hotel started!). The peacock still walk around the compound showing off his hued spread of feathers. Now, he must be happier than usual in the smartphone era to be pixelized at the rate photos are captured these days. 

The hornbills still fly around to lay claim on the restaurant that is named after their species!

The hotel may be old and tired but it is still exuding its charm and charisma to its visitors, sending them back with more fond memories.

Till next time...

Come June, this old Dame would be put to rest for a 2 year period for refurbishment. During this period, her status is to be elevated from a 4star status to a 6! With all the cosmetic changes, she hopes that the glorious past and fame would rekindled.

After a short weekend retreat, we too returned rejuvenated to face the challenges of the world. At the back of our minds, we remind ourselves that we too have to give a good fight trying to fulfill our obligations on Earth until we are slowly phased out to be replaced by a new set of fighters....