Getting lost in Koh Lanta

I managed to dodge the high season of Koh Lanta by 5 days. Hostels were cheaper, beach was relatively empty, very chilled out vibes in the off season.

sunset on long beach

I rented a scooter for the day, and drove around the whole day. it’s only meant to take couple of hours by scooter, but took me the whole day to get around – getting lost, swimming in deserted beach, and waiting around for the sunset.


nameless wee islands

Some people didn’t like how empty it was, but I loved being able to get around on my scooter without having to worry about some maniac taxi driver trying to overtake me.



cute kid playing with fire stick


Sadly seeing washed up rubbish is a common sight in most of the beaches I went to so far. Some worse than others..


Krabi couch surfing

My WWOOFing in Penang had finished abruptly, and since I was so close to Thailand, I thought why not and bought a bus ticket to Thailand. Thailand is a place full of friendly people. In the first 5 minutes of crossing the boarder, I was asked if I needed a Thai boyfriend. How nice.

I’ve heard good things about Krabi from a lot of people, so I thought I’ll start looking for some volunteer places there.

I like the idea of couch surfing, but have never use it as a way to find accommodation. Maybe my sensible self is telling me it’s too risky. I created a public trip on couch surfing, hoping I can find someone to hang out with when I get there. few hours later, I got a message offering to host me in Krabi! It was from a girl, and she seemed nice. So I headed over.

Sunset in the small town of Lam Thap

I was so lucky. I was basically adopted into my host’s family, went out for dinner, markets in the mornings, did a little tiki tour around Krabi area. Couldn’t have asked for a better rest stop.

I heard many solo female travellers getting creepy messages from dudes. I did too, I just ignored them all. I think there are enough good people in the world (most of the time) things work out well.


Ninjas of Tiger Cave Temple

We started our walk around 4pm. Can’t remember how long it took us to get up to the top of the 1237 steps, but I was crying sweat by the time I got up there.

I was greeted by this guy when I got up to the top of the temple

On the way up, I saw little monks running down the steps. And right at the back elder monk walked down steadily.

This guy lives up in the temple. I wonder if he ever comes down

small.edit.IMG_4739.JPGThe view up there is amazing. To the east, I saw beautiful mountains, and to the west Krabi town, and small islands further out.

People waiting for the epic sunset, and one guy with his tree pose.


WWOOFing my way through SE Aisa

I first heard about WWOOFing from my flatmate. He bought a one way ticket to South America to travel around mostly through WWOOFing.

I think the idea initially interested me because it was a good way to travel for longer. But as I grew tired of my 9 to 5 job (which was more like 7 to 7 job), I started thinking more about alternative income source and alternative living. WWOOFing seemed like a really good way to see how other people self-sustainably live, and try and see if I like it too.

First stop was Malaysia. No particular reason, I just found a cool WWOOFing place. I bought my one way ticket.

Rainforest Treehouse was located in a very small village just outside of Kulai, Johor. And it actually is a collection of treehouse in the middle of a rainforest jungle. This place is run by Yao and Michelle. Yao built this forest commune with help from two other local aboriginal guys (Salim and Alang). Michelle used to be a weekend volunteer and decided to live at the treehouse full time, and left her advertising life in Singapore – sounds like me!

one of the 7 treehouses for guests.

This place has been open to public for 2 years. People can rent it out for a night or two, and have a taste of the simpler lifestyle in the forest. There are 7 houses open to public. My job was to carry food for the guests up the mountain in the mornings, clean up the houses and set it ready for the new guests to come in. And every night at 5, me and other volunteers will go up to the ‘hall’ treehouse where we’ll prepare dinner. Starting with making big enough fire to boil water.

Skylight in one of the treehouse. Getting up is easy with this bad boy

As much as I try no to, I am a city girl. I know the concept of making fire, but I’ve never had to do it myself, and keep it going for hours. It wasn’t difficult, but doing anything in 32 degree heat and 90%+ humidity is hard work! At least now I have an essential life skill.

There’s something very calm and serene about making fire for dinner. Watching it burn, blowing and adding more wood to keep it burning, something very satisfying about that.

Most houses used 3-4 trees as pillars. Flooring was done in simple wood or bamboo


The first week was very labour intensive. On one of the days, we had 108 school kids staying up at the treehouse, maxing out every single one of the houses, as well as some having to sleep in the hall. I don’t think I would’ve survived that day if it wasn’t for the other two wwoofers volunteering with me.

There were nets hanging across trees, swings, and tree towers for them to go and explore. A lot of the guests were coming from big cities like KL and Singapore, and had to say goodbye to the luxury of using toilet paper for a day for two whilst staying at the treehouse.


The second week was much easier in comparison. There weren’t as many guests – as school holiday was over. We spent most of our time planting, weeding, digging up soil, and reading a lot. We even went out for dinner and went to cute little cafes in other towns. What a life.

With not much distraction in the jungle, I fell back in love with reading. I honestly can’t remember the last time I was reading this much, this fast.

Also, the sunsets were insane.






It felt really long while I was there. But now that I reminisce about my time there, I would’ve liked to stay there a bit longer.

I’m so lucky to have found such lovley nook in a tiny village, easily missed by tourists. Even got a pretty good review from the host:

Thanks to Miri for everything. Precious time spent together with her in silent & with laughter. Love her cheerful laughing way. Always with positive attitude and full involvement by sharing lots of useful suggestions.


My host Yao told me that I’m like an old man, with my meditation and giving sensible advises to people. I’ll take it as a complement 🙂