Whilst we were discussing the Asian work ethic (they like to sleep a lot, so if you want something you have to usually wake them up) with an older traveller we met in Luang Prabang, he said he ‘preferred to be a human being, rather than a human doing’. That is definitely the attitude we took in our second leg of Thailand. After our quick hop across the Mekong River to Chiang Kong, we got a songthaew (share taxi) to the bus station. A women at the border told...

The bus stopped at a nice picturesque café just after sunrise where we had a quick tea and coffee whilst filling out immigration forms. The border crossing was straightforward – we paid $35 each for our visa and from here we changed buses for the short drive to Vientiane. We were dropped off at the main square and from here checked into a nice but cheap guest house – Soukchaleun Guest House. Tired from the journey, I switched on the TV to find the Sandra Bul...

I was very nervous leaving Penang as I was not sure about visa requirements, i.e. having an exit route and proof of money, but we had been told by numerous people that the immigration workers don’t ask. We had also been told by numerous travel companies that we would only get as far as Hat Yai due to the Songkhran Water Festival being on to celebrate the Thai New Year. We had booked a bus all the way to Phuket (island on the west coast). As it turned out the ...

We arrived in Kuala Lumpur at 11pm. We had been told that Kuala Lumpur was very well signposted, however, we did not find this to be the case. We managed to get to the KLIA express train station which took 20 minutes to take us to the city centre. When we arrived there all of the local transport had finished so we had to get a taxi to Matahari hostel which we had pre booked. We had a lovely welcome from the receptionist. The following morning we enjoyed our free...

From Changi Airport in Singapore, it was a very straight-forward journey via a sky rail and train to our hostel in Little India. Upon arrival in Little India, Emma was slightly confused as to why there were so many Indian people in the area until it finally dawned on her exactly why it is called Little India - silly billy! Emma and I were both very excited to be staying in a hostel again as we'd missed the atmosphere that we had grown to love in Australia. 'The ...