We sleep all day and scran all night

Gem Island Resort is one of the most beautiful places on this Earth and is most definitely on my list of places to go again at least more than a couple of times. Our coach journey wasn't too bad until Victor realised he was sat next to a murder suspect on the run and stupidly told the coach driver he wasn't back from our stop over as we were pulling out.

We turned up in Kuala Terengganu in the dead of morning and then hopped into a taxi towards the jetty, it seemed like were getting taken into the slums of Malaysia, but out of nowhere we were at the jetty and staring out into the sunset (it was indeed extremely romantic) and by 9am we were on the island, crystal clear water and white sands with the sun beaming down upon us.

Gem Island Resort

Our few days spent in the resort gave us a much needed break from the travelling round of Asia and the hustle and bustle of the city life. We helped ourselves to buffets for breakfast, lunch and dinner and squeezed in a few cheeky snorkelling and kayaking sessions. There was so much marine life just a fingertip away and unfortunately one of us got a bit too close, yeah you guessed it Victor Truong getting stung by a jellyfish and then cupping his own urine on his arm, what a sight to see.

The resort wasn't one of the most popular ones around but it was just about busy enough to have a good chilled atmosphere, there might not have been many people our age but we schooled a few kids at beach volleyball (great for the ego) to keep us busy.

The one problem being stuck on the island is that there is no internet and electricity is switched off for a couple hours a day, this led to a few logistical problems for us meaning we had to risk it to find a coach on the day towards Penang. Fortunately, Ramadan is over and nowhere is going anywhere en masse so we managed to get a ticket onwards.

Victor chilling like a badman

 

We managed to sneak a ticket for 9pm overnight coach but it meant we had 10 or so hours in Kuala Terengannu to kill. No worries though, no sooner we began to wander round we found ourselves in full muslim outfits and so it started, my big muslim day out.

Walking round in muslim head gear and shirt paired with some shorts and scouse nike webs drew a few looks but at the same time I found myself getting nods of approval from my `brothers and sisters' but then when we ventured to Chinatown I sort of got told off... We discovered the history of old forts and temples but the real gem of this spontaneous trip was the discovery of a local football match and both me and chen getting signed on there and then with name and numbered shirts, too scouse.

A nine hour coach journey with a crying baby made us all a bit grouchy, but here we are in Penang ready to experience our last taste of Malaysia for now.

Keep watching.x

P.S. Victor forgot his pin again....