The above title reads "watashi wa Ryan to itsushoni Fremantle he i ki masu" which means "Ryan and I went to Fremantle yesterday" in Japanese.




Why Japanese? That is because Vian has been busy practising her Japanese lately that I feel she's been speaking Japanese to me more often compared to Mandarin.



It was a sunny Saturday and the weather was just purr-fect for a day out at the beach.

It has been quite some time since we last been to a beach - the last time that I remembered was Pantai Morib, which was "awe-FUL-some".


Look at the white sandy beach and the crystal blue sea - how can we not spend time at this inviting sight?



It's nice to sit down, absorbing the panoramic view, feeling the cold breeze while soaking in Vitamin D from the sun.



While reminiscing, it suddenly dawned upon me that it has been a long time since we last enjoyed such a tranquil ambience together.




These past three months (our 2nd journey at Perth) have been pretty hectic. She's been busy with her demanding study schedule and me, with work. The only time we can both unwind is usually in the evenings, over dinners and watching tv together.




And so, the beach gave us the perfect setting to catch up on the lost times.

Apparently, we were not the only ones who make good use of the beach to make up for some "lost times".



This couple were so passionately in love that they were soon all over each other as if they're in the comfort of their own enclave. This is the epitome of 'freedom of expression' championed by the Aussies. There you go, mate!


A setting sun backdrop against the brooding Vian.

It was soon getting dark, so we went for a walk at the nearby park.


Vian with her "Bollywood-inspired" pose.


Me trying to do the same - but with abysmal effect. =(



A lush of green pine trees at the park.
Note to self - "This could make a great football pitch". Too bad, the Aussies aren't so crazy about football or rather 'soccer' as they used to call it.
Instead, they're madly in love with their version of "Australian football" which until today, I still 'catch no ball'.



We finally strolled back to Fremantle station and missed the departing bus by just 5 steps away! So near, yet so far...

It turned out to be a blessing in disguise though, as we got to witnessed the exceptional nightlife in Fremantle city, which has been eluding us all this while.



Certainly, it's a nice day out. A day spent at the port city which will make me miss Perth even more when I return to Malaysia next week.