The getaway. From the office, to the beach.
We kinda got ourselves into deep shit after. We are now banned from taking mass leave. Hiak.
A rather bad timing for me, I was grieving for my baby during the trip. I had no real interest for anything else but just lying under the sun and drinking Bailey's coffee every morning. I finished a book, and I missed my baby terribly. Especially every time I tried to go into the waters.
Nonetheless, we had good fun. The whole crew did.
We ate. We played cards. We dumped losers into the pool at 3 in the morning. We devoured the night markets. Some even got tattoos and learned how to ride a bike.
I am thankful, I feel very blessed. That wherever I have called my workplace, I have found real good friends.
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