Malaysia

Boy, that was brutal! Looks cheerful I’ll grant you. But the reality of the ferry from Koh Lipe to our next destination, Ko Libong, was an hour of spine-shuddering, filling-loosening impacts, as the boat took off from one wave only to hammer down onto the next. Absolutely relentless. The next hour or so, the sea […]

The original plan was to take a snorkeling trip, but when we saw the weather we decided to postpone for a day. As it turned out, the forecast was completely wrong and we could have gone after all, but by then we’d missed the boat, literally as well as figuratively, so we decided instead to

Half ten of another glorious morning, and I’m sitting out on the verandah killing an hour waiting for the cab to the ferry, doing a bit of blog housekeeping ready for the whole new chapter that will be Thailand. And it occurs to me that while these posts have provided unending fun and adventure, intrigue,

Following last night’s prophetic triumph, when I assured Virle that it wouldn’t rain and half an hour later we got hit by a deluge of monsoon proportions on the way to the night market at Kuah, I should have known better than to assure her that there clearly wasn’t a breath of wind before we

Well, you can’t say we don’t try. Our last abortive trip to the moribund wildlife park recommended by the young Hungarians was at the weekend. So, thinking maybe the ‘nice man’ they’d told us about had just been taking some time out, we decided to have another go, in the hopes that he’d have returned,

But we ended up back on the beach! The plan was to take a cable car to the Skywalk. Apparently it’s great – way way up in the mountains, lots of trees, wildlife, the whole bit. Got off to a bit of a dud start, when we failed to pass anywhere promising for breakfast en

After yesterday’s early morning exertions we decided to take it easy for the afternoon, so headed over to Telok Datai, aka Sandy Skulls beach. Stunning. Even more lovely than the main beach we’ve been going to – bijou, you might call it, tucked into a secluded little cove about 20 minutes ride from our hotel.

We’ve our Hungarian friends to thank. If it weren’t for them we would probably never have known that this was the day of the once-a-year event that is the walk across the sandbank to the island off Tanjung Rhu beach. On any other day of the year the island lies two or three hundred metres

Went out on the scooter following directions given us last night by a lovely Hungarian couple, in search of a wildlife park they’d stumbled across, which sounded wonderful. Closed by the pandemic, it all looked very forlorn and tired, apparently, but a lovely man appeared out of nowhere, welcomed them in, and gave them a

Freedom on the island: 250 ringits the week. Big investment – all of 40 quid – but that gives us access to anywhere on the island, anytime we choose. No brainer really. Oh, and just 160km on the clock when we receive the keys. Never had such a new vee-hickle in all my days! So,