It’s more fun in the Philippines

I’ve been so bad with blogging my trip in a timely matter and realized that I’ve started to forget the everyday stories I could have shared. This was giving me huge writers block cause it became a “chore” for me to remember every nitty gritty detail and I didn’t feel the same passion for writing that I once did. SO, I decided to share the main memories that stuck with my for each destination (for whoever still cares to know about my travels)!

The Philippines was very much an introverted trip where I took a lot of time for myself and got very very comfortable in my own shoes. It was also a place for adventure, for beautiful places and people, for amazing diving and the first country I connected with the local people on such a deep level.

So first, the adventure – I faced my fear of heights and jumped off multiple cliffs. I’m not gonna lie it’s not like my fear is gone, I’m still terrified of heights and looking back, I was so fucking brave! It’s interesting that the right place at the right time with the right people can really change what you end up doing! There is a place in Moalboal that is known for canyoneering where you’re taking on a tour weaving in and out through the canyon by jumping off different cliffs and trekking through the canyon. They start you off at reasonable jumps, 5 meters…6 meters…8 meters…all the way up to 12 meters. It was a really good way to have the tour because by the time you get to 12 meters you feel like such a pro, you don’t even feel that nervous feeling anymore. It was very touristy and can get crowded and although it may put some people off, I think it’s worth every penny. Just ignore the people there and remember that you’re in the middle of a canyon about to jump off into some amazing blue water! Don’t let the crowds deter you from this special experience.

Amazing diving – wow I just don’t even know where to start with the diving here. I was a newbie diver when I first came to the Philippines. I only had 12 dives at the time and only went diving in Thailand. I’m actually grateful I learned in Thailand because the Philippines has much, much, much more beautiful dives than Thailand did! A friend had told me I shouldn’t have gotten all my certifications in Thailand cause there’s so much more to see in the underwater world but I didn’t listen to him. I don’t regret it but I definitely see what he means! Philippines is part of the coral triangle of the world and the name does not disappoint – some of the most beautiful coral gardens with rich marine life are here. There are so many good dive sites but my top two destinations were Coron for the World War II wreck dives and Apo Reef for the 40 meter visibility and incredible coral. Let me try to describe the wreck dives. These ships were Japanese ships in the Philippines Sea that were sunken by American aircrafts during World War II. They’re massive and the ones I went to were sunken at 30-36 meters. For all divers out there, you know that around 30 meters is where most people start feeling the affects of nitrogen narcosis. I won’t get into detail about it, but it basically means you feel like you smoked a joint at this point and you’re feeling very happy and relaxed (high, pretty much)! So you’re narc-ed while you’re swimming through the opening of the wreck caused by the bomb explosion, past machine guns, unexploded bombs, and jail cells that enemies were kept in, then through to the engine room with an engine so massive you can’t even look at it without swimming back and looking up and down to fully grasp how massive it is, and finally through another hole to exit the ship and see how much coral has grown on these beautiful ships! I mean, it’s fucking incredible. You get to see history and imagine what this ship must have looked like when it was still floating. It’s another world under the sea. It’s one of the best feelings alive. It’s the one activity that allows me to fully forget all my problems. Once my head is in the water, I’m the most carefree version of myself! For all people who haven’t gone diving before, you’re missing out. 70% of our earth is ocean – don’t you want to explore it?! Unfortunately I don’t have photos of the diving in the wreck cause I lost my memory card but hopefully my words do the job well enough!

Beautiful places – the country is filled with beautiful lagoons, tidal pools, secluded islands, secret beaches, volcanoes and incredible mountain landscapes. It’s got so much to offer and even two months wasn’t enough to see half of it. I ended up going back for another two months and even FOUR months wasn’t enough to see it all. Each island has different scenery and different beautiful stuff to explore. My favorite islands were Siquijor, Siargao, and north of Luzon. I won’t talk much about them, you can see for yourselves in the photos!

Beautiful people are everywhere, but it just so happened that I connected with Filipinos the best. It helps that most speak English so your conversations can go past the “where you from ma’am?” And then end in awkward nodding of heads. It also helps that everyone I met was so happy, always singing karaoke (which I LOVE) and so curious about where I came from. There are too many people to name but one group that really stood out to me was a group of friends I met in Sabang, near Puerto Galllarta. I was staying at the same hostel at them and feeling pretty anti social. I literally spent 2 days just sleeping and not talking to anyone in the hostel. But this group of 8 friends insisted that I join them for a few drinks and invited me to come on a snorkeling tour with them the next morning. It was one of the girl’s birthdays and they rented a private boat to take her out! The more people they had, the cheaper it was going to be so they pitched it to me and I agreed. They took care of me the entire day, shared their food with me, taught me so many Tagalog phrases, and shared so many laughs and stories. At the end of the day I gave them some money but they refused it and wouldn’t allow to pay for any of it! They insisted and said as long as I was shown Filipino hospitality, then they were happy. I was very shocked and taken aback by this gesture. I mean, it’s not about the money at all and 10 dollars might not seem like a lot but its a lot more for them than it is for me. So the fact that they did that for me after only having met me 7 hours before the trip meant a lot to me. It made me think of people at home and how I never felt that from strangers in New York, sometimes not even from my own friends. It taught me to show my gratitude to people in anyway I can and to pay it forward because a little token of appreciation can touch the heart of someone forever. A little effort can seriously go a long, long way!

Like I said, I loved this country so much I came back again. This time I came back with Craig and for a workaway program. But more about this trip later! There are a few countries in between that have stories worth sharing first!

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The land of sunshine, beaches, mangos and karaoke (Malapascua & Bantayan)

When I ask people what their favorite country is, most people can’t give just one definite answer. And how could they? Each country is different and holds a different place in your heart. However, I am lucky enough to wholeheartedly and truthfully say that the Philippines is my favorite country that I’ve visited thus far and I would go back in a heartbeat. The level of comfort I felt, the amount of genuine people I met, the lifelong friends I have made, the beauty of the entire country and the lessons I’ve learned are just a few of the reasons I love this country. I never felt so much love for a place and so much sadness that I had to leave.

It started off a bit shaky and I was actually really overwhelmed at first. If you look at a map of the Philippines and try to plan out a route, you’ll see what I mean. A country that is made up of over 7000 islands and not a whole lot of clear ferry times and routes on the internet is not the easiest country to navigate. Having no idea what any singular island was like, I just decided to book a ticket to Cebu because it was the shortest and cheapest from Singapore and I went from there! Cebu city is not my scene. In fact, I pretty much dislike any big city in any part of the world. Why? They’re crowded, expensive, filled with people who are always on the hustle and overall just dirty! One day in Cebu city is enough – there’s not much besides nightclubs and shopping malls but you will pass through many times because unfortunately cities are usually major hubs to get around. However I will say that I’m happy I stopped at the hostel in Cebu city because I met people who told me what was worth seeing and where to go!

My first stop was Malapascua Island up north – it is the only place in the world where you are guaranteed to see thresher sharks! These sharks hunt at night in deep waters up to 500 meters, and then come up around 30 meters to clean themselves at dawn. Getting to Malapascua is not terribly difficult but not the most pleasant ride. You take two buses to get to the ferry and wait for a tiny boat to take you to Malapascua. The boat does not feel safe and your bags will probably get wet. You will probably be splashed a few times as well. But you’ll get there safely and alive! I met a dive instructor from French Kiss Divers and he showed me around and I got a few drinks with him and his friends. I decided to dive with them and they told me I would have to arrive at the dive shop the next morning at 5am! Get ready to wake up early if you wanna see these beautiful creatures, it is worth it!

At my hostel I met a group of lovely people who I instantly clicked with. We went exploring the island and walked up to the north where there is an abandoned hotel called Los Bamboos and if you pay 25 pesos (.50 cents) you can enter and walk to the end of the island where there is a cliff jump! It’s not really for the faint of heart – the jump is 59 feet and it’s pretty damn scary but if you do it, you won’t regret it! Thankfully I had Fabio who was willing to jump with me. I was so scared I really didn’t want to do it but at the same time how could I not?! Fabio did it before I did and so I knew it was safe. All I had to do was make he leap and with the help of my friends who counted down for me, I actually did it! I was really proud of myself because I’m extremely scared of heights. After Fabio and I climbed back up we found a nice little beach and watched the sunset turn the sky completely pink. It was a beautiful day.

The next day we went to this island called Kalangamann Island which is a small sandbar shaped like the letter “J” about an hour northeast of Malapascua. This place is SO worth it, I can’t even stress. Definitely go with some friends and if possible, try to stay overnight and camp! This place was just a preview of what the rest of the country looked like. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw how clear the waters of the Philippines Sea was – but little did I know it only gets more beautiful.

We were all slowly leaving the island and I was super sad to leave my Malapascua family but traveling means you have to leave great people all the time and honestly you become desensitized over time. I headed off to Bantayan Island, which is more of a Filipino vacation destination instead of a touristy island. I was in a weird place where I wanted to be alone because I didn’t want to meet great people and have to part ways with friends again, but I found that whenever I wanna be alone is when I end up meeting the best people. I went to this beach by myself and set up camp next to this couple. There was a man from England and a girl from the Philippines. It was common to see older foreign men with young Filipina women. I don’t know how our conversation started but we ended up talking until after the sunset. It was definitely the alcohol that made me brave enough to ask questions I’d usually be too shy to ask. I wanted to know how they met, what their relationship was like, if they were in love, and if he had another relationship at home, what their sex life was like. Luckily I met these two because they opened up quite easily and I think also enjoyed sharing their story to someone who was genuinely curious. I won’t share any of it on here since it’s not my story to tell, but let’s just say these two made me realize how little I know about relationships, love and sex and how sheltered I am. We eventually got so drunk and decided to continue our night at a karaoke bar where we had a funny, easy night.

I decided to treat myself so I rented a motorbike, hopped on with my bags and drove a long bumpy ride to the other side of the island and checked in to a cool resort with a swimming cave inside. I thought it would be a relaxing little place where I could just chill and unwind but actually I encountered this strange man who made me feel unsafe for the first time in my travels. I’m not sure if it was a culture difference or if it was intentional on his part but either way it made me feel uneasy. I met him while I sat in the fish spa pool while it started to rain. He offered me an umbrella and introduced himself as a friend of the owner of the resort. We only exchanged a few words before I had to go for my massage so I told him it would be nice to get dinner together and continue our conversation in an hour. He added me on Facebook so we could message each other. So after my massage I head over to the restaurant and sat down after quickly searching for him. He wasn’t there so I figured he changed his mind or forgot. It didn’t bother me at all and I was really hungry so I decided to just order food. After I ordered food I got a message from him asking me what I ordered. I was a bit taken back because clearly he could see me so I looked around and saw him sitting outside the restaurant smoking cigs. I told him to just come over and join me but he said he felt shy and didn’t want to so I stopped pushing him. It would have been totally fine if he just stopped talking to me afterwards but throughout my entire dinner he was messaging me while I was FaceTiming Craig! Super fucking weird! After dinner I went back to my room and there were 5 bottles of beer on the table outside my door and I knew it was from him but the weird part is that I never told him where my room was! So he either watched me walk back or he asked reception. He messaged me if I saw the drinks and if I wanted to drink with him at my room. I refused and went to sleep, genuinely nervous that he would knock on my door!! Anyway the point of that story was to warn everyone not to follow in my naive footsteps and just always be careful of who you talk to. Nothing happened thankfully, but it doesn’t hurt to share!

Okay let’s go back to happier thoughts..here is a video of me doing my first real cliff jump!

Singaporean Shenanigans

Craig and I went back to Bangkok to spend on last day together before we both headed off to our next destinations. We were going to part ways again but this time we weren’t sure when we were going to see each other again. After spending 6 entire weeks with him, I forgot how to be on my own again and the feeling of venturing off to somewhere solo made me really anxious. Plus, I was also really gonna miss him! So I decided to go to Singapore where I had friends and fam to slowly get myself back into solo traveling.

My flight was early the next morning so I checked myself into a guesthouse not too far from the airport and also had really good WiFi so I could binge watch Netflix and take my mind off of feeling lonely. So when it’s 3 a.m. and my flight is at 6:40 a.m., I decide it’s a good idea to binge watch Friends until I can no longer keep my eyes open. Um, yeah. I woke up at 6:50 a,m., missed my flight and got my ass to the airport in 10 minutes to try to catch the next flight. Long story short – 4 hours later and many frustrating explanations to non-English speaking Thai Airline representatives, I had to buy a new flight to Singapore.

FINALLY, I got to Singapore and all I wanted to do was get to my friend, Arthur’s apartment. He was kind enough to open up his apartment to me and I was so grateful! When I got to his apartment he and his flat mate greeted me with beer and extended an offer to go to a party that same night. One of their friend’s parents bought an apartment in a newly built apartment and since there weren’t many occupants, he was pretty much throwing parties every week until more tenants moved in. We literally had the entire place to ourselves! There was a sick BBQ area, two pools and a rooftop jacuzzi. It was by far a different scene from what I had been used to for the past few months and honestly I loved it! It reminded me of my past life in New York – not that I had extravagant parties or anything but I think being with my friend and his friends, who were all very Westernized, brought me back to familiar lifestyle. I read about Singapore’s party scene in Kevin Kwak’s book, Crazy Rich Asians, and thought that these people and their lives could not actually be real life but quickly found out the book was probably very close to the truth.

Arthur and his friends were so friendly and such great company! They talked about their summer plans, which included renting out an island in Indonesia for the weekend and basically get wasted and renting a yacht for a day, which apparently is a normal thing to do there. Honestly it made me want to move to Singapore and stay forever. Not sure I could afford that lifestyle though.

The next day was spent laying in bed the entire day because I got way too drunk the night before and passed out at the bar. So embarrassing. But it was also one of the first days I slept in bed and didn’t go out and explore. It was so necessary! Like I mentioned in my previous post, it’s important to take a rest before you burn yourself out!

I ventured off to visit my cousin Bailey. He studied abroad in Singapore and so I stayed in his dorm while he slept on the couch. What a gentleman right?! He had class at first so I went off and explore Gardens by the Bay and Marina Sands Bay by myself. Gardens by the Bay is a must visit FREE exhibition and park in Singapore. There are some exhibitions you need to pay for but that’s up to your own choosing. I walked around most of the park before I finally decided that I wanted to see the cloud dome! As I went up to pay I reached for my wallet and my heart sank because I was positive it was not there. Yep I lost my wallet and everything important was inside, besides my passport. I took a few minutes to freak the fuck out and then walked over to the lost and found and reported my wallet missing. As I was filling out a form, a man came in asking about his wallet and they actually had it!! The lady assured me that Singapore residents are good samaritans and that hopefully my wallet will be returned to me. Everyone in the office was so nice and helpful – they let me connect to their personal hotspots to text my cousin. I decided to retrace my every step since I got off the metro. It was such a long shot but I knew I’d regret it if I didn’t at least try! I walked around for 2 hours searching and asking every lost and found. At that point there was only one lost and found that it could possibly be at and honestly I’ve lost all hope. As I walked up to the desk, thinking to myself how much of an idiot I am, the lady in the office stood up and said “HEY! You lost a red wallet right?!” HALLELUJAHHHH I cannot believe my luck! I picked it up and the lady ushered me to the janitor that found it on the floor of the metro. As I thanked her, all she was concerned about was that I made sure all my money was still in the wallet. At this point I fell in love with the people of Singapore. You don’t get to meet good honest people everyday!

The rest of the night I was so happy that I actually got my wallet back, that even when my cousin cancelled on me and left me exploring on my own I didn’t mind! I mean, I’m only visiting you halfway around the world cuzzo, but I totally get that you’re too tired to take a 20 minute train to meet me! Haaaa, just playing Bailey – you made it up the next day! So I went to the Art Science Museum and ended up loving it much more than I thought I would! There was an interactive art exhibit which kept me entertained for a good 2 hours – I felt like a kid again! Definitely worth visiting when you’re in the area.

The next day Bailey and I got to properly hang out after he finished his classes. We went back to Garden by the Bay at night and got to see the city lit up at night. This next part I’m gonna tell you guys about probably shouldn’t be written but whatever, it’s not like I’m a famous blogger! There are the super grove towers that are covered with plants that glow up at night and between two of them, there is a walkway that you have to pay a stupid fee for. Bailey and I didn’t want to pay so we circled around it after it closed, and saw a little opening in the back that we could crawl through and found stairs behind the elevators. So obviously we walked up those stairs and found ourselves alone, at the top of the walkway, enjoying an amazing view of Marina Bay Sands! It was definitely one of the highlights of Singapore and I’m glad I got to do it with my cuz. I’m not gonna recommend you guys try it but I’m not gonna advise against it either cause it’s so doable! Just don’t get caught! After all, what’s a life without some adventure.

Are you sick of Myanmar stories yet?

I mentioned I met Craig in my last post about Cambodia and how we spent an amazing time together in Kampot, but what I didn’t mention is that I asked him to join me in Myanmar and luckily for me, he agreed! He was on his way to Vietnam, which is completely the opposite direction of which I was traveling. I semi-jokingly asked him to change his plans – I didn’t think he’d actually come but I’m so thankful he did because we’re still together today and have experienced so much together in the past 8 months. It’s crazy how one spontaneous decision to go back to Cambodia instead of Laos changed my life.

So after we split up in Cambodia for a few days, we met up again in Thailand and continued on to take the bus into Myanmar. It was a lot cheaper than taking the plane but obviously takes much more time. We just weren’t fully prepared for how much time it was actually going to take. We went from Koh Chang to Bangkok, spent a night there, and then made our way over to the border at Mae Sot. We were dropped off around 3 in the morning with a bus filled with Thai and Burmese travelers and two German travelers, Andreas and Jurgen. We quickly became friends with them and ended up following each other throughout Myanmar. When the border opened at 8 in the morning we finally made our way across and were greeted by a nice local who helped us get a bus to Yangon. We made the mistake of asking the bus driver how long the bus was going to take. DO NOT do this when you  go to Myanmar. They’re a very superstitious country and believe that asking this lures bad spirits into the bus and brings bad luck to the journey. They will always give you an incorrect timeline or simply ignore your question. We were told it was going to be 6 hours and didn’t have internet to check the actual distance. You know when you’re told a certain time and prepare yourself for the journey? Well that’s exactly what we did with the 6 hour journey only to get increasingly frustrated when the ride would be an hour, two hours, four hours and then finally SIX HOURS LONGER than what was promised! When we finally arrived at our guesthouse we were rewarded with a view of Sule Pagoda at night. It shined a magnificent gold light into the entire guesthouse and it really set the tone for the rest of Myanmar.

We only spent two days in Yangon and celebrated Chinese New Year there. The streets were filled with happy locals giving away free food and beverages and introducing Burmese culture to passerbys. The next day the four of us headed off to Ngwesaung, a local quaint beach town on the west coast of Myanmar. Craig got food poisoning on the bus ride (#weaksauce) so he had a super, super rough ride. I’ve personally never had food poisoning during my travels which I’m very grateful for because I can only imagine how shitty it must feel to be completely sick in a country where you don’t feel clean and defintely cannot clean yourself immediately. We arrived in Ngwesaung at 4am and were greeted by different motorbike taxi drivers trying to give us a lift to a hotel to get commision. We were in no mood to speak to them, which we never are after a long bus ride, so we walked to the closest beach, took out our sleeping bags and passed out to the refreshing sound of waves crashing the shoreline. The sound of children laughing woke me up. I remember sitting up, still in my sleepy dazed state staring at the people passing me by. There were women and men walking down the beach trying to sell hats made of leaves and children following them around. There were families riding bicycles down to the other end of the beach where there was a pagoda on the sand. There were children with their mothers playing in the water, splashing around and laughing. And then there were the four of us, still tucked in our sleeping bags, getting curious stares left and right. It was the first time in Asia where we were the only non-locals and for the first time I really felt like I was traveling off the beaten path.

The beaches weren’t spectacular like they were in Thailand or Cambodia. The water was dark and murky. The sand wasn’t particularly beautiful. But the vibe was completely different from what I’ve ever experienced before. I really felt like an outsider intruding on local territory. But it wasn’t in a negative way where I felt uninvited or any hostility towards me. I just genuinely felt like everyone was curious what we were doing there and wanted to learn more about us. Not many people spoke English here but the ones that could had so many questions to ask us and wanted to learn as much as they could about where we were from. It was a similar experience to Vietnam. I learned that the less touristic a place is, the kinder the people are. Of all the countries I’ve visited I can 100% say that the people of Myanmar are the best people I’ve ever met in my entire life. There may have been people I’ve met in other countries that I connected with more, sure. But what I mean is that the people there were just good hearted, kind and generous people who were always ready to give a helping hand and offer any assistance they could. It makes the situation they’re  going through now even more sad than it already is. If you haven’t heard about the outbreak of violence that’s going on there right now, educate yourself!

Traveling throughout Myanmar was not easy like it was in the rest of SE Asia and that made it even more special for me. I heard that this country was much less traveled than the rest of Asia but I honestly did not really believe it until I had to manuver my way through the country with Craig. We were misinformed about so many bus times, train durations and even missed a connection. It was a struggle to get anywhere and at times it was very frustrating but we made it to each destination which is what matters anyway. Bagan was the next city we went to. If there’s one city in Myanmar you’ve probably heard of, it’s Bagan. This is the city that currently has 2200 temples located all around. There used to be 10,000 temples but only 2200 of them remain. This is one of the few cities in Myanmar that’s very touristic – it makes sense, there’s a lot of money to be made here. You have to pay a tourist fee when you get off the bus or train but since we took a taxi in with Burmese friends we made on the train ride, we didn’t have to pay. Yay! Small wins. We stayed here for 5 days, which is 2 more days than we intended, but honestly 3 days is enough here. We got so templed out, I think we’re good on temples for the rest of our lives. However, the first day was seriously incredible. There are so many temples here that it’s easy to find your own temple for sunrise or sunset but most people only go to common ones that everyone knows about. We were lucky enough to talk to some people who have lived there for a while and recommended us a temple that you’re allowed to walk inside and climb up through the stairs. So many temples are restricted now because of the earthquakes that made them unsteady. We set out at 5:30 am and got to the temple at 6:30, climbed to the top and waited for the sun to appear. I wasn’t expecting it to be any different from any other sunrise but WOW it was seriously the best sunrise I have ever seen in my life. My photos won’t even begin to show how beautiful it was. Our temple was situated in a spot that allowed us to see all the hot air balloons rising up and flying in the sky right before the massive red sun appeared over the horizon shining over Bagan.

We heard about a trek from Kalaw to Inle Lake which I was really interested in. It’s a 50 mile trek in the span of 2 or 3 days and was my first multiple day trek. We chose the two day hike because we simply didn’t have enough time for three. We walked for 9 hours the first day, slept in a monk monastery and then walked another 6 hours the second day. It wasn’t a difficult hike – it was mostly just walking! The views were incredible and the trek ended with a relaxing boat ride through Inle Lake where we saw the local fishermen and performing their fishing tricks on their boats. I couldn’t enjoy Inle Lake as much as I would have liked to since we were so exhausted from all the walking we didn’t explore the city and then had to leave the next day for Mandalay, where Craig and I would fly back to Thailand and split ways for 3 months.

Our trip in Myanmar was only a short 3 weeks and it was not long enough to see the entire country but I’m thankful for all that I did see and I’m really thankful that I got to see it with my best travel buddy, Craig. They say you know you’re a good couple if you’re able to travel together and I completely agree with that. It’s been 8 months with this guy and I’m not sick of him yet so, you know, I guess that’s a good sign.

What no one tells you about traveling

I’ve been getting terrible at posting in a timely manner cause it’s so easy to neglect this blog and just travel but I realized when I don’t write things down I don’t spend time reflecting on my experiences and forgot a lot of details. I still have to write down my memories of Myanmar and Phillipines but it’s pretty crazy to think that almost 5 months have gone by. I don’t know where all the time went!

This post is a semi-procrastination post to write about what I went through in the past few months. At a certain point while traveling, there’s a switch in your lifestyle where traveling becomes your life and not just a vacation anymore. It’s a weird change because I didn’t realize it was happening – I was just living day by day but I knew something was slightly off. Looking back at my first few posts reminds me of how I felt and how I saw the world so differently. I was so excited about every waterfall, every cave, every new face, every conversation and every new road traveled. But just like everything else, it’s natural for travel to lose it’s novelty. Don’t get me wrong – I still love this life and would quit my job again in an instant, but I just wanted to offer some advice for anyone else feeling this way.

My family and friends think that my life is an easy beach lifestyle but there are still hard days. There was a day I lost my entire wallet with all my important documents and spent hours backtracking my steps to find it again. There was another day where the bus driver lost my bag with my passport inside. Another day where I missed my flight and the airline crew was so unhelpful, I had to buy a whole new ticket. Another day where my money was stolen from my bag. Many days where I got blatantly ripped off just because I’m a tourist. Many more days where I missed the last bus, last ferry, last jeepney and had to deal with it, find a place to stay for the night, and move on with it the next morning. Hard days suck out here because the only person that can deal with the problem is me. Actually, the world is surprisingly full of beautiful people that offered a helping hand every time I was in need of help, but I still have to assume that I only have myself to rely on. Anyway, my point is that travel lifestyle is not always amazing. There are gonna be a bunch of shitty days. There are gonna be terrible people in the world that ruin your day. But one thing that you can count on is that you will learn to adapt to any situation. You will really understand the meaning of “if there is a problem, there is always a solution.” You will become tougher and stronger than you already are.

But of course there are consequences for these changes. While you’re experiencing all these changes, you don’t actually realize you’re going through them. You’re just living your life. For me, I got really burnt out after three months of traveling so quickly. I was moving from hostel to hostel, carrying my backpack around for many hours, and constantly meeting new faces. For the first three months, I never took the time to relax at one single location and get to know the people and the place. I wanted to see everything that I thought I “had” to see in the country and then move on. For example, I missed the drunk river tubing in Vang Vieng, Laos and I was really bummed about it. I wish someone had told me in the beginning to go slow. Don’t rush it. Let yourself enjoy a place until you’re ready to go. If you really like a place, then just stay – there’s no need to move on. So for all you new travellers out there, move slowly – really, really slowly. There’s no need to rush anything at all. There’s also nothing wrong with doing nothing at all for a day, or a few days, to regenerate your energy. You will have days you don’t want to do anything but watch netflix. Do it! Take a day to reconnect with your friends from home. They’re an important part of your life! Take a day to really get to know someone. There are really good people that can surprise you. Everyone knows something that you don’t know – learn from them! And if you miss a top destination in a country because you felt the need to go somewhere else or if you spent too much time somewhere else, it’s okay! Don’t linger about it. You can go back another time. The time you spent somewhere else means so much more than just passing through another attraction. There are amazing things to see and experience everywhere and where you travel through is your own unique story. And if you find yourself not being as excited about exploring as you once were, think back to how beautiful everything was to you when you first started. The world is still just as beautiful – the only thing that changed was your perspective. You may have seen the most beautiful waterfall and think that all other waterfalls are shit. They’re not! Each waterfall is unique and beautiful in it’s own way. There is always, always something else out there that will take your breath away so don’t stop looking for them! Keep exploring! 🙂

That time I fell in love with Cambodia pt. 2

Leaving Kampot was so sad but the people I left with were such a funny and easy going group that it made it much easier. We bought a bottle of whiskey and coke for the road and headed to Otres Beach! I finally found another whiskey lover and that’s really rare to find out here! The ride was 2 hours but felt like 30 minutes. We arrived at Stray Cats Hostel and went to watch the sunset at the beach. If you’re in the area, skip Sihanoukville and come straight to Otres. The beach has a little water park which honestly should be included in every beach. For just $2 you can spend as long as you want here!

It just so happened that Regan was also here so we met up for the third time. We were both going to leave to other cities but there was a jungle party the next day so we decided to stay. The jungle party was alright – I wasn’t really feeling the music but it was a pretty cool set up. There was a Ferris wheel, the fastest and most unsafe Ferris wheel I’ve been on but that made it super fun! It was a cool little race located in the middle of the jungle. 

The next day we decided to head to Koh Rong Samloem together. This island was my definition of paradise. Perfect beaches and not so touristy. I highly recommend coming here and staying at Huba Huba in sunset beach. You have to either take a ferry that stops at sunset beach or you can hike 30 minutes through the jungle to get there. Might be a little difficult with your backpack or luggage but this 65 year old man did it, so you can too! 

After settling in, we headed to the beach and met a hilarious couple from California. They invited us to use their jet ski and their boat and then offered us some hash from an inhaler! Never saw that before so how could I resist?! The rest of the day was so chilled out, mostly because of the hash. It was so nice to have no distractions, aka no wifi, so we could catch up on our journaling. We met some people in our dorm room on the way to go in the water so we asked if we could join. Guess what was in the water?! MORE GLOWING PLANKTON! It was such a beautiful night especially because the group had snorkels with them so we could see them so much clearer. We ended our night with a bonfire and some tribal music – a girl was leaving the island and they were having a party for her! What a perfect first day in paradise.

The next day Regan and I wanted to go hiking to see more of the island. A lovely British girl, Helena, joined us and the three of us walked around the jungle, getting lost a few times but hey if you don’t care where you’re going you can’t really get lost! That night Regan and I slept in a tent on the beach which was super cool! And cheap, also. Only $10 between both of us! In the morning I unzipped my curtain and found a shit load of rat shit around my bookbag, and was thinking that it was weird it was only really around my bookbag. No big deal right? I brushed it off and found that the motherfucker bit right through my bag to get my banana chips. The stupid chips that I knew I wasn’t going to eat but saved because I’m too cheap to waste it!!!!! So the damn rat ruined my bag and then took a shit all over it. Thank god duck tape did the trick! For now.

Our last day on the island was spent snorkeling and seeing some weird cuttlefish. They look like aliens!! We swam for about 2 hours because we went too far and it took us longer to get back that we thought it would! Our backs were so sunburnt but at least we got some exercise in. We did nothing but eat for the last few days. If you guys wanna experience an untouched beach, amazing food, and a simple lifestyle for a few days then come to Koh Rong Samloem!

That time I fell in love with Cambodia

I couldn’t decide after my month back in the states whether I wanted to see the rest of Laos or the rest of Cambodia. I chose Cambodia because it was simply easier to get to and more importantly, easier on my wallet. But wow I couldn’t have made a better choice if I had planned it. People say that everything happens for a reason but this is the first time I’ve really lived it and felt just how real that saying is. I’ve met the most amazing people and have clicked so well with them I know they’ll be lifelong friends. Maybe it’s cause it’s the first time I stayed in one spot for so long and felt that it was hard to leave. Nonetheless, I’m glad I chose Cambodia and I wouldn’t trade my second time back for the world.

I headed to Phnom Penh first even though many people say it’s a shit city and there’s nothing good about it. I totally disagree! Someone put it in perfect words for me- even if a place is shit, you’re in another COUNTRY! You’re in fucking Cambodia and you get the privilege to explore another city, so no matter how shitty it is learn to appreciate the fact that so many people want to but can’t. Take advantage of wherever you are and make the best of it because you are in control of your own happiness and the outcome of your experiences. 

Here, you’ll learn about the killing fields and the S21 torture chambers that took place during the genocide under Polpot’s reign from 1975-1979. Being able to walk through the museum and the killing fields is eerie, emotional, and disturbing. But it has to be seen so that the people of Cambodia can get their story out into the world! Harvard estimated 3.3 million people killed during these four years. It’s terrifying how the world didn’t know about a genocide taking place when it was only 40 years ago, and even more terrifying that history repeated itself and there are still genocides going on! I would suggest going to S21 first to see what the people went through before getting thrown in the killing fields. Warning – it’s a damn emotional day so bring tissues with you!

S21 was previously a high school but was turned into a torture prison where people were taken to be tortured until they admitted they were traitors of the new regime, even though they weren’t actually traitors. Many of the people brought in were lied to, and told they were offered new jobs as a teacher so they willingly came. They tried to explain they were not traitors, but it was useless because Polpot didn’t care – he was going to kill them anyway. It got so out of hand that these innocent people would admit to treason just so they wouldn’t be tortured. Polpot had a vision for Cambodia to become a farming country and so anyone with an education, who wore glasses, or who was somehow affiliated with the old regime, was taken here and forced to confess to their “crimes.” I personally couldn’t spend a lot of time in the S21 cells because it was too hard to see it. The actual chains that these cruel men used to lock the prisoners up are still there. The metal beds they were electrocuted on are still present in the classrooms. The blood from these prisoners are still stained in the floor. The vivid pictures in the museum capture their sorrow that is all too real. And the vibe in the prison is so overpoweringly negative. The killing fields is just as eerie. Today it is a museum where you get a headset and walk around to get a glimpse of what had happened. These two places opened my eyes and made me realize how little I really know about what’s happening in the world and made me realize how cruel people can actually be. The most shocking thing for me, and many others, was the killing tree, where babies were taken by the legs and swung on the trees until their skulls were bashed in. Polpot had a belief that in order to get rid of someone you need to take them out by the roots, so he would kill everyone in the family to prevent anyone taking revenge on him. Really disgusting man. As heavy as these places sound, it’s really worth going to because it will change the way you view Cambodia and will give you a different type of respect for the people and country.

Skulls of the victims

Okay so other than Phnom Penh, the rest of Cambodia is not so heavy! It’s seriously magical place as long as you give it a chance because many people say they don’t like it! Well that’s cause they didn’t stay long enough to find out how wonderful it is! My next stop was Kampot. It’s funny because this wasn’t even really on my list of destinations – I was only going to stay for 2 days but ended up getting stuck here for such a long time and meeting the most INCREDIBLE people, and one really special guy! Kampot is a town in southern Cambodia that sits on along a river filled with magical bioluminescent plankton. I wrote about these for my night dive experience but Kampot’s plankton blew Thailand’s plankton out of the water! (#punintended) When you guys go to Kampot there is no better place to stay than Hightide. The name really says it all – you will come here and the best people will greet you with a joint and a beer and the rest is history! My first two days was spent on a hammock just straight up chillen and enjoying life. There are also so many things to do here you will never be bored. It’s a really small town so you quickly get acquainted with everyone and there’s always something going on! If not it’s a sure bet that Hightide will provide some form of entertainment. 

That time Ian drank himself to sleep and didn’t make it back to his room.

Bokor National Park is an awesome place to explore, and will definitely take you more than one day to explore it all. Rent a bike and drive up the mountain for an amazing view at the viewpoint and at the abandoned casino. Craig and I explored Bokor two days in a row and still haven’t seen it all. We stumbled upon a massive hotel with a huge spa, a huge reception area, a huge dining area, and literally like 10 guests. Behind this massive waste of space and money, there was an amusement park/arcade looking building with a clown’s mouth as the entrance. We looked inside thinking we would find something fun, but it ended up being an office building with a full staff of about 40-50 people. What the fuck do they need that many workers for when the place is deserted?! Maybe it was a secret agent building. Who knows. Super strange. The whole national park has a strange feel to it because there are so many buildings that have started construction but never finished. It’s a palette for graffiti artists now so it adds a cool touch and is fun for photo shoots!

About an hour drive away from Kampot is a city called Kep where you can eat fresh seafood, grilled right in front of you. Crabs are caught straight from the ocean for just $1 each. Such a good deal and super delicious. There are also monkeys along the way but be careful because they will steal your shit! When you drive past Kep, there is a cave with a natural swimming pool inside and a great view on the top. It’s also a really nice spot to smoke a joint and enjoy the view!

Leaving Kampot was such a sad day. I made friends with so many good people, many of whom are still there almost 2 months later because it’s that easy to fall in love with the place. I got my first tattoo here with my favorite people in Kampot right before I left so they will always be with me! On my last day, I met some people going in the same direction as me so we shared a cab and shared a bottle of whiskey for the ride. That was the most fun transit I’ve ever experienced in Asia – so fun that I ended up staying with the group for two more days! The perfect way to leave a place you love is to leave with amazing people who make it easier to move on.

Lao-ways Stay Young!

So my friends from home had left Thailand and after spending a week with them it was time to part ways and go to Laos! Solo traveler once again…for about 3 hours. The bus picked up more passengers from Chiang Rai and that’s when I made my first travel companion, Pablo from Germany. We spoke for about 30 minutes before we decided we wanted to travel together. He was taking the slow boat to Luang Prabang and I was staying on the bus, but we were going to meet two days later and start our journey.

Meet Pablo!

The bus smelled like absolute shit. It makes sense since it was a total of 21 hours. The bathroom stench was so strong that I thought the smell came from me at one point. We stopped in the middle of the night to grab dinner and we were all so excited to get away from the bus, until we got off the bus. It smelled even worse outside! Like rotting bodies were everywhere. Really appetizing! When we finally got to LP we walked to our hostel and waited outside until it opened. 

The first two days were spent visiting waterfalls. Best waterfalls I’ve ever seen – so much so that no other waterfalls have been worth seeing afterwards. These waterfalls resemble rice paddies in that they have kaskading levels throughout. Kuang Si Waterfalls is the more popular one with a black bear sanctuary, and a hike up to a lagoon and cave. But Tad Sae Waterfalls was better in my opinion because you were able to explore any part of the waterfalls which means less people around you. A group of us climbed through the different levels and just chased the sun around while giving ourselves mud baths.

When Pablo arrived we left Luang Prabang and went on our way to Nong Khiao, a small town in the north of Laos. We stayed at Sunset Bungalows and had an amazing view of the Nam Ou River. Not a river for swimming unless you wanna risk jumping into shit colored water but it was beautiful nonetheless. This town was so peaceful and easy to explore. There are so many sandy pathways through fields of greenery and rivers! Laos nature was the best I’ve ever seen in my life. I walked around for hours, in complete awe of my surroundings. There was a man farming in a wheat field so I walked over to ask him where Pha Tok Cave was. He offered to bring me through the back so I didn’t have to pay the entrance fee. So nice! Just kidding – nothing is ever free. After he took me to the entrance he requested that I pay him money. Never forget that when you travel Asia! There definitely are genuinely nice people here but you also have to understand these people think that because you’re a foreigner that money comes easy for you. And it does, at least compared to them! So if someone does you a solid, then give a little money to them because it may go a long way for them! And if you don’t want to feel ripped off, then just remind yourself that an act of kindness here probably won’t be free and decline their help. I’ve met a lot of travelers who have gotten scammed a lot, including myself so I can understand being skeptical of locals. But it’s not always a scam. If they help you out, help them out a little too!

I walked through these caves and an immediately felt chills flow through my spine. This cave was a hiding spot for local people to escape the bombs dropped by America. You can see trenches where people hid and bullet holes along the walls of the cave. Not many people know that Laos is the most bombed country in the entire world. America dropped a shit ton of bombs on Laos during the Vietnam/American War and denied it, because America suspected that Vietnam had a trade tunnel going through Laos to get weapons and supplies to Southern Vietnam. They were right, but they didn’t know where the tunnel exactly was, so they bombed many parts of the country. One third of these bombs are still active in Laos which means that today, there is at least one person injured or killed everyday by bombs. In Vang Vieng, you can hear bombs being detonated in the distance by machines. It’s pretty insane what we don’t know about the world until we see it for ourselves.


When Pablo felt better, we decided to hike up to a sunset point but instead of coming back down the same day, we slept on the top of the mountain and enjoyed a really lovely night. It was fucking freezing but definitely worth it. We started hiking up the mountain with our huge backpacks filled with warm clothes and essentials, with only 40 minutes until sunset. The hike is normally 1 and a half hours. It was not an easy hike up but we made it just in time and yes, it was totally worth it!!! Bring beer and whiskey to keep yourself warm if you decide to do this. When the sunset we watched the stars and the Milky Way for a few hours before passing out and waking up to a sunrise and making our way back down.

My last stop in Laos was Vang Vieng, before Pablo and I parted ways and I headed back into Thailand. Vang Vieng is so naturally beautiful – it’s filled with picturesque landscapes, mountains and greenery! The view outside our guesthouse was fantastic and it wasn’t even the best view. One of the days was spent motorbiking outside of Laos and hiking up mountains and through caves to get to awesome viewpoints. Another couple of hard hikes that were so worth it! I wasn’t expecting the hikes to be hard so I went in flip flops but I highly recommend real shoes. It would be much easier! The main attraction in Vang Vieng is river tubing paired with day drinking but I didn’t do that – there’s always next time though!

On my last night, Pablo and I went to a bar with another friend and the three of us ordered a joint from their hilarious “secret” menu which offers a load of different substances that come in the form of omelettes, pancakes, shakes and etc. We’re poor and can’t afford much so we settled for a 10,000 kip joint, approximately $1.25. You aren’t allowed to smoke it in the bar area so be prepared to be lead into a small closet filled with clothes and blankets. Pretty unique experience and a really great last memory of Laos!

The best week of my life

Yup I’m still in Thailand even though I was least excited about this country, I somehow stayed here the longest and even cut my trip to Laos short to return. So after Jo left I traveled up to Koh Tao to get my scuba diving license. The island used to be inhabited by turtles which is where the name comes from (Tao = turtle), but is now inhabited by divers and bars.

There are roughly 70 different dive schools on the island which can make it difficult to choose which school to go with, but I went with Big Blue Diving because it was recommended by a friend. Like most schools on the island, Big Blue offered free accomodation for the length of my course plus an extra day afterwards to relax. Accomodation is free so don’t expect much if you come here. Food is so good, but pretty expensive if you’re on a backpacker budget. A lot of us would walk to the 711 down the road to get food, water and of course, liquor!

I cannot even explain how happy and free I was this week. My life for 6 days was spent as a scuba diver – I lived and literally breathed scuba for 6 days straight to the point where I didn’t know what to do with myself after. It was super hard for me to leave and I definitely would have stayed longer but my dive family had left the same day I did and it just wouldn’t have been the same without them. Our group had four people, including me, and it was the first time I spent so much time with the same group of people. Luckily, we all enjoyed each other’s company (I hope)! Oh and before I forget, if you can request an instructor, get Liam Kelly. Awesome, awesome, awesome instructor, besides the fact that he’s got bad luck at spotting whale sharks.

During my first visit in Koh Tao, I got the SSI open water and advanced certifications. The first 2 days are boring. You watch videos, do homework (yes, I willingly did homework while on vacation), practice some skills in the pool and finally you take an exam. Once you pass, which you should because it’s idiot proof, you’re ready to go on your first dive! Each dive was better than the last because you learn more about your diving skills and become increasingly confident each time. The feeling of being completely submerged underwater and sharing moments with my dive buddies was seriously pure bliss. Some people say it’s even therapeutic! 

Open water is cool, yes. But if you guys want to experience the cool stuff, you gotta go for your advanced certification. With advanced, you get 5 more dives that improve your skill sets. We did 6 dives because we had a package deal that brought us to Sail Rock for an extra fun dive. Our advance course included a night dive, 30 meter dive, navigation dive, fish identification dive and buoyancy dive. Some dives were definitely more challenging because of the conditions of the water – the visibility was shit for our 30 meter dive, which meant I could not see my instructor and could only see the fins of my two buddies in front of me. At one point during the dive I thought I had lost everyone around me and started panicking because I probably should have paid better attention to Liam when he told us what to do if you’ve lost your group. Whoops! Thankfully my dive buddy has a strong set of lungs and managed to scream my name underwater. He ended being right above me, laughing because he watched me freaking out alone. So as if that wasn’t already stressing me out enough, when we reached 30 meters we were supposed to land on our knees and finish some skills but I landed on a sea urchin. Those things really hurt!! I realize I might not be selling this so well right now. Don’t worry, not everyone is as clumsy as I am. Even after all that happened, it ended up being one of my favorite dives because when we swam around the corner of Sail Rock, we literally saw the light and the visibility changed from 4 meters to 25 meters. We swam towards it and we’re surrounded by barracuda, trevally, batfish, angel fish, and so much more. It wasn’t just a few fish here and there, we were literally surrounded by a circle of thousands of fish, from as far down as I could see to as far up as I could see. This was one of the top 5 mesmerizing moments of my life and my words aren’t doing justice in explaining it. It was one of those moments where I was at a lost for words and all I felt was gratefulness and happiness.

Another top dive? The night dive. Not gonna lie, I was nervous for this dive because well…it means all you have to help your vision is a dinky flashlight. When we went under, you can’t see anything behind you, next to you, or below you. All you can see is what you shine your flashlight on. We saw Myrtle the Turtle sleeping and then going up to catch a breath of air, a barracuda, sea urchins moving but the coolest thing was bioluminescent plankton. There was one point when Liam had us turn our flashlights to our bodies so there was no light at all. We started to wave our hand around and all these tiny plankton started to light up neon green. It was a scene straight out of Life of Pi. So damn cool!!!

Thailand is the cheapest place in the world to get certified but that doesn’t mean the quality is affected. Go to Big Blue to get certified! They’re the best of the best and the instructors there are amazing. I missed it so much I went back a month later to get my Stress and Rescue certification!

Carefree in Thailand

As a traveler if you learn to appreciate and embrace the act of being spontaneous, you’ll experience the reward for not planning your activities. Joling and I traveled through Thailand together and although she had an idea of what she wanted to see, 90% of her plans changed – in a good way! Most of our days started off uncertain that we were going to do anything worth writing about but I can honestly say that every day turned out to be so amazing.

We started our trip in Chiang Mai after Debbie left us for two days in Pai. We went on a two day hike west of Chiang Mai, where we started the day off bathing elephants, then started a 3 hour hike up to a village in the mountain, slept in a hut with 19 people, and lastly hiked backed down the next morning. We had a lot of time with the elephants since we were the last group of the day. We learned about their upbringing and upkeep in Thailand and although the company marketed the tour to be an elephant sanctuary, I’m not convinced they should even be a tourist attraction. Elephants are smart – they remember everything. The babies are taken away from their mothers right at birth otherwise they would become aggressive, as they should be in the wild. The elephant caretaker spent 30 minutes explaining why hitting them with sticks is acceptable when really it’s not at all humane. While I admit I loved feeding and playing with them, I wouldn’t say I’m proud of adding to the fund of keeping them out of the wild. We did get to see an elephant scratching his bum on another elephant though. So cute!

Before this trip I did not enjoy hiking whatsoever. I didn’t see the fun in walking up a mountain, stopping every now and then to catch my breath. But Asia has opened up a new door that allowed me to appreciate all the peaks I’ve reached and even all the mosquito bites I’ve endured to get there. We hiked through banana trees, orange trees, jungles and villages until we finally reached the top where we met the rest of our group for a nice warm dinner and a few cold beers. Our group got along so well and the night was filled with so much laughter and easy conversation. It’s amazing to be able to communicate with anyone across the world, whether it’s through language or hand gestures. Joling always says that talking to another person, whether it’s for a minute or for 10 hours, allows you to learn and give so much knowledge. It’s so true – anyone you talk to has so much to offer, as long as you’re willing to listen. All 19 of us slept in a little hut and got real cozy, except for Joling who is on another nomadic level and decided to bring her blanket outside on the dirt path to stare at the stars. At 5am, the animals decided to sing for us every 5 seconds and wake us up. It felt like we were on old MacDonald’s farm where the roosters cockadoodledooed, pigs oinked and dogs barked. Staying in this hut and seeing how the villagers lived was humbling. The showers couldn’t even be considered showers. There was a large bucket of water with a ladle where you had to clean yourself in the cold, and then continuously pour even colder water on yourself until the soap was gone.

The next morning we hiked to a waterfall and watched a few people in our group jump into the waterfall. I wanted to jump but was scared at the same time so I went to the cliff to look at how far the jump was but everyone cheered and yelled “don’t think! JUST GO!” so of course I couldn’t wimp out and not jump so I did exactly as they said and wow, it’s such an adrenaline rush. Joling and our friend Fay contemplated for a while but finally said fuck it, and jumped as well. I’m so proud of Jo since it was her first time AND she can’t swim. We waited for her body to ascend above water but it was taking a few seconds too long and everyone started to panic. But she finally emerged and grabbed onto a rock and made it back to shore! The next day we went to a old oil mine that was dug too deep and was flooded with water. This place was super chill – you can go in for $1.50 and jump off into the quarry, kayak, swim and just chill all day. It was a great relaxing day after two days of hiking.

Debbie was coming back to meet us in Chiang Mai that night so we were waiting for her arrival. At dinner I got a message from a random person telling me that Debbie got into a motorcycle accident on her way back from Pai and that she was scraped up but okay. We were so worried waiting for her arrival, but this girl is so tough. She came back with cuts everywhere, a nasty hole in her forehead but most importantly, a great attitude. She wanted to drink! What a champ.

After a month of traveling with Deb, it was finally time for her to leave and we broke out into tears on the tuk tuk while waving goodbye. Typical girls. After she left, Jo and I made our way up to Pai by bus. No way were we going to ride a bike after Deb’s accident! We were originally supposed to stay in Pai for two nights but I stupidly booked our flight to Koh Samui a day earlier so we actually only had 18 hours. Pai is a small hippie town in the north of Thailand filled with gorgeous scenery, cute cafes and vegan restaurants. Some people say they don’t like it because its touristy but I think the tourism made the place what it is now. We explored the entire city by motorbike and ended our day with a sunset at Pai Canyon. It was filled with people but if you keep walking down the canyon you can find a secluded spot, as long as you overcome your fear of heights. We stayed at Pai Circus Hostel where they teach you circus tricks for free everyday from 5-7pm, and offer a stunning view from the infinity pool. Who said hostels aren’t cool?! We didn’t learn circus tricks but we made it back for happy hour and a group of us headed to the bar to enjoy the last few hours we had. Jo and I wanted to wake up early to watch the sunrise before catching our 7am bus but of course we failed, ended up getting too drunk and woke up at 6:42am. I never packed so quickly in my life and ran that fast in the morning. We ran for 15 minutes and made it to our bus JUST in time for a 3 hour curvy ride back to Chiang Mai. Not the best cure for a hangover but at least we made it on our flight to Koh Samui! Back to paradise we go!

Sike. It rained everyday we were there. Not just a regular storm but one of those rains where you can’t see the road ahead of you. But that helped us enjoy a very chilled time on the island where we went out just to eat and get massages for $5. So cheap we won’t be able to pay for an American massage again! On a day where it didn’t rain so hard, we went to Chawaeng Beach to explore and came across a man on his makeshift boat. Jo wanted to talk to him so we asked if we could join him and ended up talking to him for hours while helping him clean and take apart his boat. It was nothing to us – we had nothing better to do and it was fun! But he appreciated it so much he took us around the island the next day with his daughter and gave us a free tour and even helped us book a tour to Ang Thong National Park at a cheap price. Turns out, he’s also a chef at a super fancy hotel and invited us to have dinner cooked by him. I still dream about that meal – hands down the best Thai food I’ve had in Thailand! He was an amazing man and really made our time in Koh Samui more enjoyable. On our last day, we explored the island by motorbike and came across a deserted beach with cows (not your regular beach)! We met these international high school students from France and Czech, who showed us one of their favorite viewpoints that only locals knew about. We smoked a j and stared at the city from a distance. Perfect way to end Jo’s trip!

After Jo left I had to get used to being alone again. I felt the same fear as my first post about Vietnam but it disappeared the second I stepped foot on Koh Tao, my favorite destination in Thailand.