It takes the year end to bring out the "gila" (crazy) in people.
Somehow December feels like the month to let it all go. "We survived another year, last time to let it all hang loose." My qigong friends at our beach party in Pantai Bagan Lalang, Sepang. 
Some did a day trip, others camped over night. This is our Malaysian version of camper vans.
Nothing quite like Chillin' with Patsy's mobile home aptly called "The Suite."
Ours is "Room Service - warm and cozy"
I think our Malaysian beach parties are quite different from the West - no alcohol, just water and Chinese tea and childhood games. The sedan chairs or human-powered transport is a poor man's palanquin. It was disastrous as "Humpty Dumpties had great falls."
The three-legged race was no better - legs were tied using food plastic wraps.
Then, there was the largest beach hop scotch! 
followed by kites - safest with no jumps or hops. 
