In case I didn’t make myself completely clear…
I HATE Nature.
There’s just something about being stuck in mosquito infested greenery that really bugs (I amuse myself too much) me. Sure, there are sights in nature that would still leave me awe struck and are sometimes totally breath taken, but I would still prefer my breath taken away not so literally…like, say, on a photo, from some website, in front of a computer screen, in an air conditioned room.
This lil prologue was just a setup for a not so short tale of some ‘quality time’ I’ve decided to spend with the Girlfriend over this weekend.
For some Special Reason, Yours Truly decided that it would be great fun to spend some time with the Girlfriend trekking through a local hill nature walk that had just been refurbished. The Special Reason being I have brains the size of a pea. To further reiterate that point, the deceptively smart Me decided “Hey! This 4 hour long trek is not challenging enough. Why don’t we gorge ourselves on an insane amount of Japanese food before starting the trek at say…3pm when the sun is hottest!”
So you can imagine my perverse delight when at the start of the trail, we find ourselves staring up a stairway with 10000 steps. Haha. Of course, I kid. That was only 1 flight of the entire stairs up the bloody hill. Not that I am complaining, of course.
The Girlfriend also thought that it would be a good time to laden ourselves with a hugeass bottle of water. And I have the great honour of carrying this bottle.
Now’s probably a good time to say that the climb wasn’t the long ardious trudge that I dreaded. It was significantly worsen when a group of youngsters decided that this was a good day to do the same trek so that they can better appreciate the sound of each others’ voices.
They’ve decided that the big discussion about everyone’s new job was best shared with us, the trees, the creepy crawlies in the ground and the birds on the trees… which have all but disappeared because they wanted the amazing jobs the kids were having.
In the end, we managed to get rid of these irritatiants by throwing the hugeass bottle of water at them, thus lightening our load and saving the wildlife from noise pollution at the same time.
Haha. Of course, I kid again.
Being the mature individuals that we are, we did the only sensible thing possible at that moment in time. We LET them ramble past us. Yes, young punks, you’d only managed to overtake us because we wanted some quality time along. The panting was all a big show.
After a long and extremely tiring climb upslope, guess what we discovered? Yup, our friendly public buses actually service the god forsaken route to the top of the hill… But, of course THAT would not be spending quality time together. According to reliable sources of information (random blogs of Authority churned up by google) People who have gone through near death experiences together have been known to forge long and lasting bonds.
Thankfully, the worst part of the ordeal was over, there was just the little matter of walking for 3 odd hours under the blazing sun.
Seriously, the rest of the walk was not so bad. The scenery was nice and the greenery *shudder* was dotted with assorted plants of various colors and shapes. It was a complete change from the concrete blocks of the City in the sense that there was no air conditioning.
Haha. See, how I kid again?
For a while, the change in environment actually made me feel like I was in a totally different time and place. It was a place where all the tension and anxiety built up over the week were temporarily forgotten. It was a place where the low hanging tree branch hit me on the head.
See! Kidding again.
For all the grumping that I’ve been doing, it was seriously not that bad. Aside from a few untruths in advertising (“Stream Garden” HA!) that lead to a lot of wasted steps, it was really quite an experience to get away from the hustle and bustle of the City. The sights were rather nice (and here, I suspect you would enjoy it a lot more than me if you already are a Nature Buff) (As opposed to Natural Buff) (Somebody needs to get the naked images outta my head) . The shutterbug opportunities that presented themselves even managed to coax a curl around the edges of my mouth.
Which the arm twisting Girlfriend is asking me to put down as a “Smile” (as opposed to grimace) and that this paragraph has nothing to do with any arm twisting whatsoever.
Haha. I Kid…