A travelogue by Larry Quah who travels to open the "windows of his mind", takes nothing with him but fond memories and leaves nothing but his footprints.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
The 18th Green towards the mountain. The appearance is deceiving as when you step on the green, there is water oozing out. When you land on, the ball is semi-plugged and when putting, the ball leaves a trail of spinning water in its wake.
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