Langkawi

We took a bus from Lanta to Trang, then a bus from Trang to Satun, a taxi from Satun to the pier and finally a boat to Langkawi!

We were now in Malaysia, first day we hired jet skiis and cruised around the ocean at breakneck speeds trying to dislodge oursleves to no avail. Then we mainly chilled on the beach until evening.

That evening we hit a place called big joe's run by a very large boltonian, and to say the least he's mental. He was informing us of how he had to leave the uk due to customs and police trouble and that he owned some large clubs in bolton, he was also very proud of his distate for manchunians, and we were with a ginger one, what could be worse! However he paraded us with free shots and then got us all singing on the kareoke, - Green = My Way, Rastrick = stairway to heaven, me = hotel california. Then a few further shouting renditions from joe and green. After signing some bricks in joes establishment and saying cheer'eo to litte big joe, his child who only played video games while we were there, we went to reggae house, to listen to a live reggae band and dance the night away. After being accosted by some crazy old dutch woman, and dragged onto the dance floor, me and green decided to retire a litte worse for wear, and feeling abused. Joe returned at around 6 in the morning, a little unknown of his whererabouts and how he got back... ladyboy!?!

The next day we hit the mangrove swamps for a guided tour. We checked out a fish farm, crocodile cave (no crocs), bat cave, (lots of bats), and finally saw sea eagles and monitor lizards, all while we were very hungover! The bat cave does not have a toilet!