What more could I possibly have to say for yet another blog entry on the wonderful little party island Gili Trawangan (Gili T), Indonesia, in April 2017; a place I had loved so much on my first visit that I had booked this third trip before even getting there a second time? Plenty, but I’ll… Read More Demolition, rain and timing: new insights from my third trip to Gili T, Indonesia
I had so loved Gili Trawangan during my first time there in 2015, and then regretted listening to other’s pleas and trying somewhere different for the following Christmas/New Year period, that I knew long in advance I would make Gili T my Christmas/New Year destination for 2016. And having since been there a third time,… Read More New Year’s Eve on Gili Trawangan
Well, I’ve had to do it – I’ve had to remove the ‘a twenty-something’ from my tag-line. I just turned 30 on Thailand’s Koh Phi Phi, during an all-day party cruise. I thereafter headed to my favourite Thai Island, Koh Phangan, to have yet another amazing five days of partying before, during and after the… Read More Reflections of a backpacker who turned 30
In chapter two of my adventures copying international backpackers travelling the Australian east coast, I set off for Rainbow Beach, Queensland on the Greyhound from Brisbane City Backpackers; where I was basing myself for a good week and a half while working, as well as partying and enjoying Brisbane over the two surrounding weekends.
This was my third trip to the beautiful Thai island of Koh Phangan for the famed Full Moon Party (FMP), all within two years (this one wasn’t initially planned, but stemmed from a last-minute desire to leave Cambodia and fortuitous timing).
As I shared a ride from the dock with three friendly Dutch guys, we ruminated on how booked up the island was and what we were going to do about accommodation. It was August – one of the busiest months of the year due to northern hemisphere summer holidays – and a few days before the… Read More Koh Tao 2016
After another draining and unanticipated day of travel via a morning ferry from Koh Rong to Sihanoukville and five hour bus back to Phnomh Penh (complete with me JUST making the impatiently waiting minibus), I jumped in a tuk tuk toward my destination – the other Mad Monkey hostel.
I had changed my plans after a disappointing night in Sihanoukville and was heading to the much-anticipated Koh Rong, which I had heard was an incredibly beautiful backpackers party paradise, like ‘Thailand thirty years ago’. I hoped I would have more luck there.
I had heard extremely mixed reviews of Sihanoukville, from Adventurous Kate who dubbed it “the ultimate backpacker party paradise” to other bloggers who likened it more to a seedy cesspool. Yet I was prepared to thoroughly enjoy it and spend a few nights before heading over to my most anticipated destination – Koh Rong.
Siem Reap reminded me of a far more mellow and pleasant Koh Samui or Phuket. Although noticeably less developed, it was much easier to walk around, and the food and drinks were cheap.