Bumboat!

The weekend that passed, a new word was added to my vocabulary. I can pronounce it very clearly : bumboat. Yes! I took a bumboat for the first time in my life! Here are more pictures. :D

Initially, I was not too sure about being in this bumboat thingy. This explains my not-too-happy expression above. Maybe it's because of the way my parents handled me when we were about to enter the boat. Papa carried me in his arms while Mama got onto the deck of the boat. Then Mama turned back and Papa passed me to her before he went onto the deck. Papa then entered the cabin and Mama passed me to him before entering the boat herself. I was not passed around securely but kind of just held at the armpit. My legs were dangling in the air with no support to my body and this kind of uncertainty made me a little scared too. I can feel my parents were a little uncertain too as they tried to pull it off.

Perhaps with Papa's arms around me, I soon got better. It was a short ride and we soon went to shore.

I enjoyed the return trip much better. I even spotted another bumboat and pointed out to it. Just now, as we went out for dinner and came home, I even said "bumboat" indicating I want to take the bumboat again! :D