Monday, March 22, 2010

Falls In L.O.V.E.

This posting is three weeks late! But hopefully all those who attended the debut Waterfall Survivors’ Cupid event is not late in finding their other half…

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The air was chilly in the early morning at the meet up point. Yet those who showed up did not look like they just got out of bed. The girls are pampered (probably did mask the night before!), and some even had light make-up on, dressed in their best-fitting outfits. The guys came with confidence and all clean shaved and had on hair products.

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After a light breakfast, we convoyed in 7 cars to our destination – Kuala Kubu Bharu – Two guys and two girls in a car, chosen randomly by themselves. Sadly we didn’t affix CCTV or listening device in any of the car. We would have heard the flowing conversation between the girls and guys, from talking weather to talking intimate! I believe some did have a great time getting to know another and laughing to punters.

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Midway we got tangle in a web of traffic congestion, thanks to Le Tour de Langkawi. The first pit stop was at a reservoir for relief and picturesque. A great way to break the morning chill is to do some stretching, and that was what we all did – introducing each other using only body parts! That got everyone into showing of their flexibility and the rest was just burst after burst of laughters.

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After much awaits we finally reached the waterfall, strapped on our day pack and headed in for an outdoor Sunday with eligible partners. This trip may require guys assisting the girls in crossing several rivers – hence it was only fair for the girls to get assurance on the guys’ physical strength and sensitivity. They were divided into three groups with equal number of guys and girls. The rule is the guys have to figure out a way to get all the girls across the field without them touching the ground. They can opt for one-man show or teamwork, from pigging-backing to square-arm sitting. Some proven to be more romantic by carrying the girl ala marriage style!

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As to reward the guys for their strong arms and back, we gave them each a rose to present to the girl they wish to know and to partner for the first trek. This time in order for them to show not only their strength, they need to express their best attribute via a sexy male walk toward the girls to gift the rose. Light background music accompanied by various walks, some danced over, some ran eagerly, some breeze strolled, and some are priceless for our photographer and the girls!

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There are 5 to 6 river crossings altogether and to be honest one can get to know each other is thru river crossing. It requires skill, sensitivity and strength, the 3S needed for outdoor survivor. Some braving the water, some squeal at splashes, and some quietly held each other hands. All of whom were filled with passion for the trek as much as for the next person.

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The trek journey proven to be suitable for them to share something of themselves, and to find commonality or differences which are attractive to one another. It is a smooth and easy trek to the waterfalls. Lunch boxes were prepared, nothing fancy, as the main course is each other! Dessert is served only if you managed to find that someone.

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The waterfalls make this event possible. It’s breathtaking falls, lurid greens and terrains, and the flowing rivers create an opportunity for one to not experience the place but also have to urge to experience it with someone special. Other games were played and one that really made an impression was the kissing game. All I can share here is that “no French kissing” involved.

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The event ended by late afternoon and many joined us for seafood dinner on the way back. The only lingering question in my head until today is “how many successful couple will result from this event?”

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A friend once said to me “only those who open their hearts to LOVE will find true LOVE, don’t be blinded by artificial LOVE though they may be great looking!”

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Waterfalls are beautiful but extremely DANGEROUS. Only attempt with experience guides.

Take Nothing but Photographs, Leave Nothing but Footprints