Playing in the Sand

We Malaysians are humble people. We r aware of our shortcomings - but yet, tat does not mean tat we'd change our bad qualities. It just mean tat we acknowledge them n we'd try not to flaunt it around, of course; yet at certain times we can't help but to expose them. My uncle, who had been residing in nz eversince i could remember, took us (my mom, bro n i) for clams picking. Now, I was never a sports kinda person. I dun do any sports tat involves a "big" ball (defining "big":tennis ball n beyond). So i was skeptical when i hear tat activity in the first place. No elaboration given just the "u'd know when u get there".
Warrington Seacliff. It was cold n windy n u hav to dig ur fingers into the boggy sand - into the unknown.... Turned out pretty cool. Walking around in gumboots is fun. We were competing with each other, in a way, to dig for the most n also, the biggest. Naturally, us Malaysians digged a whole lot more than wat we could stomach. There were even thoughts abt "tapaoing" (pack) back n stocking them. Other people who plans to go there for a pick as well? Wat abt them?
Fyi, the bright intense PINK jacket is borrowed due to the unfavourable weather.


After cleaning, the clams r poached. Once they crack open, scoop them out n dig in. On the other hand, oysters n mussels r slightly harder to crack open. Pop them into the microwave for a min or so. Tat nite, we had a delightful seafood dinner, fresh from the waters. Plus baked salmon...

(oyster, mussel, clam)