Wednesday, 3 August 2011

Cigarette at 6,666ft

Thought of this blog title up there, nothing interesting to do with the cigarette to report. Cameron Highlands in Malaysia at the moment, rather colonial as the name may suggest! Went jungle trekking through the Mossy Forrest today, shit myself. Well not literally but I looked like I had after I finished! Every seventh step on average I annouced my intention/belief that I would die up there and nearly slipped down a rather large hill whilst climbing up some tree roots. No more jungles for Jo!

I've realised I've not really gone in to too much detail about who I've met so far along the way, and I think people make your travels so here goes...

Eve obviously deserves a mention, she looked after me when I arrived rather unepectedly due to stupid Thai rules and what I thought would be a week considering my options turned into a month of chilling, good food, a few beers and a stalker.

This leads me to Gill, who I met on the minibus to the pier to go to Koh Tao, hence she's in my phone as Gill Koh Tao! She was a solo traveller like me and we got on really well, sharing a liking for taking the piss out of people who really deserve to have the piss taken! One girl we called Sleeping Beauty because she kept falling asleep at a dudstep club, I'm guilty of similar but twas funny... She also accompanied me to the Full Moon Party and had as many near heart attacks as me at the burning skipping rope. That is not a typo, people skip on a massive rope soaked in kerosene and set alight.

Tom and Fidelma - met them in Penang and kept bumping into them in KL. They saw me havin a beer on my own outside my hostel and invited me over to join them which was sound. These guys were great, shaving guns at customs, dodgy rum on the rooftop, tandoori at 3am, it was all good times.

Sammie and Ross I only met for one night in the rooftop bar in KL but they were well fun. Sammie and Lizzie (see below) had a thing for freestyle rap that made me feel like Cheddar Bod from 8 Mile. The type of people I could go on the lash with many a time...

Lizzie was a baaaaaaaadddddd influence, I've said it before and I'll say it again. Hadn't been that smashed on my travels until we got together! The sharing of messd up stories, the indecisiveness in the malls, the robbing of flip flops, pricking about in the Mosque... Good times with this girl.

There have been a few others I've met but these guys are the ones who stick in the memory at the moment. Thought I'd commit them to cyber space before the memories were lost.

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