In Bintan, Indonesia

I’d left for Singapore on the 9th of April, and now I was leaving to Bintan. We took a ferry from the Tanah Merah Ferry Terminal and left. I, my uncle Pranav, aunt Teena, cousin Eeshan and grandfather Mukund boarded onto a ferry called Wan Seri Beni. It was with a bit of inspiration from that ferry that I found a new story waiting to be inked.

We reached Bintan’s ferry terminal after about an hour. The ferry terminals in these places are like airports, really, except that they allow food and we’ve got to board a boat instead of a plane. We reached the Bintan Lagoon resort. It was a really environmental one, it was clear, when it was entered. We stayed in Cempaka 45 for a day and a night, until the next morning, when my grandfather reported that the air conditioner in his room was leaking. His bed was all wet, and that was water, thank you very much.

So, a certain change of stay took place on the second day. We moved to Buganvil 35. This one had two storeys and four rooms. In both these houses, I had a room for myself. I unpacked most everything in my bag and placed the tit-bits in a drawer, and my load of books on the dressing table. I had a huge pen supply. Gel pens, ball pens, correction pens, markers, differently-tipped zentangle pens and even calligraphy pens complete with two extra different-sized nibs.I had them all packed. So you name it, I supply it.

I became the pen supplier for the family. From filling forms in the ferry to checking-in into Bintan to sitting in my grandfather’s pocket, my pens were in picture. Blacks, blues, silvers, thicks and thins, all were options. I even had 0.05, 0.1, 0.2, 0.3, 0.5 and 0.8 millimeter sizes. I sure love pens. Anyway, the first night in Cempaka 45 was creepy. The window was next to my bed and it was really wide. There were sounds coming from the window: chirps, hoots, I forget which. We’d come back from the beach where we’d made a pool. I was exhausted. We had stuff like cottage cheese gravy, dal and roti for dinner, and I was very full, so I kind of plopped onto the bed. I did sleep quite a while after that, though.

The next morning, we went to the swimming pool, where I broke two nails. I don’t really want to add many details about that. Then we went Batik painting. I loved it. I’m not a precise painter, but that painting came really well (all thanks to the wax outline). Eeshan too did a pretty job, and he’s just 5. We went to the Jungle Gym, for 4 to 10 year olds, and I’m 11 in June. I decided to have a look around, and that place was huge for sure. There was this little girl in there. I think she liked me. She’d be like 4 or 5 too. Well, Eeshan and the girl tried to catch me around the place, and they didn’t until much, much later, and that was when Teena Mami had to come and help. She walked right past my hiding place, yelling my name, and I decided to jump out, so I did, and she  caught me and I wriggled out and Eeshan and the girl came out from behind and- let’s just say I was sweating really, really badly after that. I was exhausted.

The third day, we did more Batik painting and got some bamboo keychains, after which we went back to Buganvil 35 and rested a bit (meaning, for me, wrote the fifth chapter of my story). Then, it was time to go back to Singapore by the same ferry, Wan Seri Beni. And so we did. It was a lovely stay at Bintan. Three days and two nights… a bit less than enough.

11 thoughts on “In Bintan, Indonesia

  1. Mukta you use a few photographs to illustrate your blogs. They are there in Aai and Baba’s mobiles.
    Now you write about Petronas Twin Towers.
    And also Batu Caves.

  2. Wow! I loved it! This is the perfect vacation for me because I LOVE to play in the beach all day long and you know, sunshine and sandy toes are my things….

  3. Loved reading about Bintan trip. Brought back all the pupumly funny memories…. Especially the boat ride in Lego land😀

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