Redang Island Trip: Night Time Chilling

There we were sitting at the resort bar right next to the beach. A band was playing some ancient Top 40 covers, the sort of tunes that you don't know the lyrics to but can somehow sing along. There was the waves crashing onto the shores at seemingly fixed intervals like it was hypnotising us into the zone of total relaxation. In front of me was a glass of mojito. Around the table were people, not mere acquaintances but companions swinging to the rhythms of the moment.

That night could not have been more perfect.