After a short but sweet 3 hour journey we arrive in the Malaysian capital, Kuala Lumpur and the first thing that happens to us, the taxi driver rips us off of course. Our guest house resembled a young offender's detention centre but it lies in the heart of Chinatown so it can't be all that bad…so we thought. Waking up the next day to find cockroaches crawling up the walls from the skirting board we ran out that room quicker than Usain Bolt. We met up with ou...

After 15 hours on the road we finally arrived at our home for the next few days, 'Jalan Jalan guesthouse' in Melaka. Greeting us was our host, the legend that is Alan, a man with more stories than the British Library. "Random humour" was his speciality. The accommodation is basic but the shared showers and toilets are always spotless - Woohoo!! The streets were filled with the leftover carnage from the Chinese New Year celebrations. At one stage it was like a...

Langkawi, a beach island, SUPER HOT and best of all pretty damn quiet. After a three hour boat journey from Penang (watching the 'Ahem' masterful 'Step Up 3') we took a taxi to the backpackers area and found the cheapest and nearest hotel we could find. To be honest, it could have cost and arm and a leg as when you're carrying (almost) 20kg backpacks in 35◦C heat, you lose the will to live. Its peak season so we were a little nervous but found a beach bungal...

Penang, the 'Pearl of the Orient', UNESCO Heritage site and food capital of Malaysia. They forgot to mention it's full of dirty men that stare at your 'assets' at every opportunity. Chinatown, it had pretty lanterns but no people. It was like a ghost town. The restaurants are only open for three hours (12-3). There are a lot of cute old people scattered around who may drop dead at any moment but they always have a smile on their face except when it's wide open ...