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The ride from railay to Koh Tao isn’t too dramatic, however it’s not particularly smooth either. It involves a tail boat, a bus and then a ferry. Checking into my hostel after a small hike and it’s wonderful, in the jungle, so pretty and easily the nicest place I’ve stayed so far! It even has
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There’s something incredible peaceful about being out at sea. Tunes in, book out, sat on top deck veiwing the world at an angle that many can’t. Its cool. Arriving at Railey Beach, I head to the hostel, unbeknown to me, its the sister hostel of the party hostel I was previously at. So hungover Emma
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Being slightly hungover and checking into a party hostel went exactly as I’d expected, with me leaving the pool party to head to my bed. All things considered I slept well, minus the 4am wake from an angry bunk mate who couldn’t deal with others snoring. “Can anyone else hear that, what the fuck is
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Solo traveller mode officially activated, and with no real plans other than the next 2 nights of accommodation, and a flight out of Thailand in 4 weeks I struggle to distinguish if I have butterflies or a bad belly from a spicy curry the night before. Checking into my hotel (courtesy of my dad) I
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It’s peculiar, planning on moving away while you are completely and utterly unhappy with life, to then moving away when you are truly content. My plans were put on hold, and in that year my life became the most amazing perfect thing I could ever imagine. Even after years of self hate and mental issues
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Arriving in Singapore, travel cards in hand, we tackle the tube immediately. Checking in to the hostel and its potentially one of the worst we’ve had so far (no shock really it was mega cheap for Singapore standards). Staying in a twin bunk bed, which is legit duck taped to the wall with aircon that
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We arrive back on main land and first things first, we are off to a pharmacy. With 7 days without bowel movement approaching, and no amount of water, fruit or veggies doing the trick it was time to accept pharmaceutical action was required. Bisacodyl tablets in hand, I’m just pleased it’s not a suppository, I
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We arrive on Nusa Penida after what I can only describe as one of mine and Carley’s 9 lives. When I tell you this boat was out on choppy seas I’m not exaggerating. We had men and women grabbing life jackets, people shouting to slow down, and my personal favourite us being the only small
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I think one thing i really noticed in myself throughout last few months in the UK was how quiet I’d become around almost everyone other than my very closest friends. Alot of the time I found myself silent with my thoughts, watching as everything occurred around me. It’s wasn’t a sense of sadness, rather more
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A quick boat trip to Gili Air unfortunately wasn’t smooth sailing for myself, within 10 minutes I had been taken down by a combination of alcohol poos and motion sickness. What followed was not nice for me, or the man that had the job of unblocking the loo. On arrival we checked into our bamboo
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