Lo-mance lar sikit...

We were sitting facing absolutely gorgeous giant lapping waves by the beach knocking back champagne cocktails in a modern art decor bar in Seminyak. One of my campanions turned to me and sighed. "Wouldn't it be amazing if you are here with a loved one?" he asked.

That is the kind of question one would tend to agree to immediately without thought. It makes sense. Beach setting, check. Alcohol, check. Candle lights, set. Quiet corners, set.This is romanticism at its epitome.

So I tried to picture myself on a romantic date there. I tried really hard. Even in my imagination, it seems so awkward and corny. The salty air stung my eyes and messed up my hair. The mosquitos started biting but I grin and bore it while trying to concentrate on my (imagery) date's pointless banter about the beautiful sea. It was when my (imaginery) date started holding my hands and looking into my eyes that I start choking on my (real) cocktail.

And I thought to myself, what the heck. Wouldn't it be so much better if a huge bunch of my friends were there instead and we are getting famously smashed, laughing our heads off, running around putting out the candles and pissing off all the other patrons.

Someone needs to grow up...

Sunset at Ku De Ta, Bali

"Romance is dead - it was acquired in a hostile takoever by Hallmark and Disney, homogenised and sold off piece by piece" - Lisa Simpsons