I meant to write this sooner but my brain hasn’t been working too well since we got back. In fact this post is long overdue as it has been many days since the Bintan trip with my darling, Derek.

After three days of being around each other constantly, it has been hard for us to get used to the idea of being separated from each other. The time together helped strengthen our relationship and I must say it is progressing faster than expected. :)

We were just platonic friends when he first asked me to accompany him on the trip. But as things got serious between both of us, it contained a different meaning entirely.

I have never been on a trip alone with another person before. I’ve only been overseas once with a group of friends. Thus imagine my anxiety… for the first time of my life, I was going on a trip with another person! As I have mentioned in my earlier entry, trips abroad makes u find out things about the other individual. If he was just a platonic friend, perhaps I wouldn’t be so concerned but he isn’t! Naturally I was worried! What if I snore, what if he thinks I’m a slob… so many “what ifs” that made me feel so self conscious.

However my worries were unfounded. Right from the start of our relationship (and even before that), Derek has been a wonderful boyfriend. He pampers me and showers me with his constant attention and affection. The trip was simply a further indulgence of his presence in my life. But for those three whole days, I had him all to myself.

From picking me up, having breakfast and taking the ferry, it all felt so natural. Have I ever mention he makes me feel at ease? All my worries faded the moment I saw him and somehow I just knew it was gonna be a great holiday. Just the two of us, the sun, sand and sea…

We spent our time lazing in our room or by the beach, taking strolls, playing in the water and eating! I have never enjoyed eating as much as I did while there. We had our breakfast in a big airy place, enjoying toast and orange juice while classical music played with the natural sound of the waves hitting against the shore.

After breakfast, we would stroll down the beach before sitting somewhere and enjoy the morning breeze. Lunch would be similar to breakfast while we would head elsewhere for dinner. That meant strolls along the dark (but safe) streets while many many stars shine overhead… Nights in our room meant drinking good wine, snuggling and enjoying each other’s company…

It would have been more perfect if we were able to catch the sunrise and sunset together but we were too busy in our room… *smiles*

Still, it was truly a romantic and blissful honeymoon. Writing about it brings back fond memories and makes me wish I’m back there in the cosy room and snuggling with my baby… Sigh.