Next stop The Perhentian Islands in the north east of Malaysia. We got a little mini bus through the guesthouse in Tanah Rata and felt like we were on a school trip as we sped our way through the country.
Thankfully we did manage to find a nice little bungalow to stay in for next few days. Nice but invaded nightly by mice. They actually broke into my bag and dragged out a bar of Dairymilk I'd been saving since NZ. Gutted. There were also loads of bats flying about at night too. One flew into our hut when I opened the window and I shat myself, images of vampire bats and that horrific rabies video you were shown as a kid in my head flooded my mind as I tried to shoo it back out before Nic got back.
A mention also needs to be made of Nadine and Monique, the craziest Dutch people we have ever met. It was a lot of fun hanging out with them, and I don't think I will ever forget their quite passable attempts at English accents whilst saying, "i pooped everywhere.... literally!" in homage to some annoying posh girls in the bungalow next to them.
Nadine was insistent that I reminded her of Dutch shock jock Giel Beelen. I'm not sure if this is better or worse than the constant Chuck Norris comparisons I got from the locals in South America.
From the main land you get a speedboat out to the islands. This is our mental driver who obviously thought he was a power boat driver, and sung the whole way there whilst various members of the boat screamed or quietly wept.
We were met by a beautiful little island with loads of snorkeling opportunities (best fish and coral I've ever seen) but very little accommodation. On the 1st night we had to bunk up in a "family room" with 2 couples we'd met on the boat. Poor old Sophie and Sam got the floor. It was all a bit pointless in the end given that we went out and got wasted till 7am drinking cheap vodka and then got just 2 hrs kip before having to check out. Should've just slept on the beach and saved a few quid.... 
Paul and Kelly and Sophie and Sam.
I would like to congratulate Sophie and Sam on helping to give us the worst hangover of our trip.
Paul and Kelly and Sophie and Sam.
I would like to congratulate Sophie and Sam on helping to give us the worst hangover of our trip. Thankfully we did manage to find a nice little bungalow to stay in for next few days. Nice but invaded nightly by mice. They actually broke into my bag and dragged out a bar of Dairymilk I'd been saving since NZ. Gutted. There were also loads of bats flying about at night too. One flew into our hut when I opened the window and I shat myself, images of vampire bats and that horrific rabies video you were shown as a kid in my head flooded my mind as I tried to shoo it back out before Nic got back.
A mention also needs to be made of Nadine and Monique, the craziest Dutch people we have ever met. It was a lot of fun hanging out with them, and I don't think I will ever forget their quite passable attempts at English accents whilst saying, "i pooped everywhere.... literally!" in homage to some annoying posh girls in the bungalow next to them.
Nadine was insistent that I reminded her of Dutch shock jock Giel Beelen. I'm not sure if this is better or worse than the constant Chuck Norris comparisons I got from the locals in South America.
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