It was the day after our visit to the bird park. To make the most out of Hubby's off days, we decided to go that very evening.
My aforementioned apprehension prompted me to pack a full set of overnight clothes for everyone. I packed them myself, didn't want to give the impression to the kids that we were planning to stay the night. 'Just in case anyone got wet,' I answered when Hubby asked me about the bags I put in the boot. Another reason, which I didn't tell him, was that I was secretly hoping that it may be possible to stay the night furthering our adventure.
I packed insect repellant too. Ever since Hubby was down with dengue fever for the second, he was extra vigilant about keeping mosquitoes away from the family.
Getting the kids off their respective screens took longer than we expected and we ran into the rush hour traffic jam going to KS. The extra time spent on the journey didn't dent our plan to arrive before dinner. If anything, it make our timing better because the Chinese restaurant at FPR had just served a bus load of tourists and we didn't have to wait long for our food.
After dinner, it was starting to get dark. Hubby got us tickets (which was not expensive) and we headed to the pier. The tourists were already there. The benches in the waiting station was neatly covered with life jackets. Everybody was trying on the jackets. I managed to find a small one for Li. Jien and Yan had to those that were a tad too big for them.
Soon the boatmen called out the boat numbers and the crowd thinned as people moved towards the boat via the jetty. The waiting station, the jetty and the boats were well maintained and I didn't feel any ick factor, not even towards the life jackets.
The jetty stretched out from the solid ground behind the buildings into the river passed some trees that grew on the muddy river bank. It was dark and already we could see faint twinkling on those trees. I was excited because this was the first time I had seen fireflies. Hubby was too preoccupied with lighting the way for the older kids with his iPhone.
FRP's website had said that they used battery powered boats that were quiet and emission-free. True enough, the boats were silent as we glide smoothly on the river surface. The river did not stink much and the boats were indeed emission-free. Thus I did not feel intrusive on the fireflies. We were also instructed to be quiet so as not to disturb the insects.
In the darkness, our boat took us along the river close to the trees on the opposite bank. The trees were lighted up faintly by soft, twinkling little lights, not at all like the harsh lights from the lightbulbs that drape decoratively on some trees near our home.
Hubby remarked that how appropriate that it was Christmas Eve and these trees were our lighted Christmas trees. It felt serenely peaceful, gliding soundlessly on the water surrounded by the twinkling darkness. As it was too dark to take any photos of videos, I looked intently at the twinkles as if to etch them permanently into my memory so that I would not forget.
Occasionally, a brave twinkle would wander close to our boat. Once Hubby managed to catch it. Our kids were excited to see the light in his cupped hands. I was excited, too, by the sight of this natural cold light.
All too soon, our boat headed towards the jetty. While in the middle of the river, I could hardly make out the faint twinkles that we had admired earlier. I could also barely make out the boats scattered along the river. Another group of walking life jackets were waiting to board our boat. We were chattering excited as we took off our life jackets. The boys tried to catch one or two twinkles floating in the courtyard despite a sign disallowing it.
As it was barely 8.30pm, Hubby stopped by a McDonald's to give the kids an ice-cream treat. Needless to say the excited mood upped a notch to cap another adventurous day.