March 15, the first day of the camp.
Firstly, we had some ice-breaking games. Well, I think the ice was broken and emotions definitely soared, but I'm afraid I didn't get any new names. Next, we're supposed to look for coloured strips of paper with our names. Cute, but no one stopped to think what happened to the unfound paper. Save the environment! Or so they say. From the colour,we get our teams. It's really unfair, as team members were pre-selected by members of the commitee, causing an overflow of talent, skills and other assets in a few teams, but a lack of the above attributes in others. This created a situation where the points gap between teams got as large as a bronchiosaurus.
Later, the bus ride. Or rather, the
wait for the ride. Everyone sat around the school in expectant of the slowcoaches. We had wonderful school buses which rank of every odour one can think of, or maybe it's just my overly sensitive olfactory senses. Boring trip, without any of the expected mini-games. Hmmm... I guess the games commitee were too caught up in the rest of their work.
Nearing Nur Lembah Pangsun, it began drizzling. We had to carry our luggage all the way to the cafeteria, if you guessed it, underwater. The 'cafeteria' was a makeshift structure and all the luggage were drenched. Not bad for our first time there, huh? Anyway, lunch was a normal affair, with rice, 2 curry dishes and a drink. Little did I know that was to be the standard rations in the days to come, no matter breakfast, lunch or dinner. Lucky I brought some medication for my throat, lest it gets too 'spiced' up!
After the hot meal, everyone hung around our 'cafeteria' - two piece of canvas on a few metal poles (the concrete one is occupied by another group of lodgers) - and questions start to arise as to what in the world were we supposed to do. Turned out the tents were not ready
yet! Anyway, we spent our time chatting and bonding. (Dennis kept singing his favourite song...) At long last, we moved to our tents form by form -
yes, under the rain again - and it was out turn when we realised we have a shortage of the amazingly suffocating tents and the Form 5 guys shall be sacrified-
let us sleep in the hall, please...... In the end, we left our luggage beside an old well, under a roof and went onto the events, leaving matters to the organisers.
First up, the obstacle-course-canopy-walk-flying-fox combo, where teams can experience these three outdoor games at different orders to save time. Well, they are quite enjoyable, as a new experience for this city guy. My group (
Blue rocks!) did the obstacle course, flying fox and then the canopy walk. The obstacle course requires a lot of team work and strategy, with the males lending their strength to the rest of the team on many occasions. Next, the flying fox activity was pretty boring, but my views are contradicted by some screams. However, as only a maximum of two can go at a time, the longwait totally neutralizes any exhilaration felt during the ride. Lets not even bring up the mosquito infestation. When we finally finished 'flying' it rained, and we walkedthe canopy under slippery conditions. In fact, harder was the climb up the slope to the hanging bridge, as the mud-packed ground provides no friction whatsoever.
Then, it was bathing time! That was the first time I bathed with a whole bunch of males under the sky! As it was open-air, rain poured, and it was pointless to wipe yourself dry. Dinner was a customary affair, as stated above.
There was a discussion session later. where the juniors were verbally harassed by the organizers for being slow. Well, what would you expect when there wasn't a rain plan? Of course the participants would get disoriented and it's their first day so naturally they're slow on the uptake as they're tired! People are not born with rocks in their skulls for a reason. After the loooong reprimand, when even my patience is exhausted, they moved on to the activities. Each team are supposed to wrap three eggs in some sort of pouch and keep them intact throughout the camp. Plain waste of food when Africans are starving. Anyway, we went to bed after that. The good news: all of us get to kip in the hall!