At the end of July I flew home from Korea to spend a month and a half with my parents on their farm in Queensland. I love my parents, but six weeks is probably three weeks too long for all parties involved. So I did what I always do when I’m at home, I planned my next trip. The only problem was that my next trip was visiting my friend on Tioman Island for a few months and apart from booking a couple of flights and checking the timing of the bus and ferry, there wasn’t really that much planning to do. I still need to talk to some friends about meeting up in Thailand after Malaysia, but considering I want to be there next year, it doesn’t really seem worth it. I would also like to meet up with Jess and visit Angkor Wat, but it also depends on money – for both of us!
Everyday I daydream about diving. It’s an obsession with me. I spend countless hours reading online blogs on diving (good thing I don’t have a job anymore!), searching for the best (cheapest) places to get certified – if the place has amazing beaches that doesn’t hurt either.
My Two Week Fling (with Thailand)
What did I think of Thailand while I there? I loved it. I love it even more looking back at it through the rosy shades that are hindsight. I forget that I was lonely at times, that things didn’t go as planned, or that stuff was a lot more expensive than is says in the budget travel guides. I mean, yeah we could get meals for 50 cents, and we did, but mostly we got meals that were at least $10.
Yeah, I know, not exactly breaking the bank, but you really have to stick to Thai food if you want to eat super cheap. It’s kinda hard when there’s Starbucks, MacDonalds and Pizza Hut on every corner! We don’t have those in my home town. Kununurra’s closest Maccas is over 400km away.