Kuala Lumpur Malaysia – Being a good person is worth it?

Exiting the plane and getting my backpack was fast and easy.  I even had a nice young UK girl come over to me and start up a conversation while waiting for our bags.

Next was getting to the train.

When I exit the airport, or as I thought I was exiting the airport.

Before I continue, most airports, when you exit the arrivals door, you are at the roadway, where taxis and that sort of thing are.  However, not in Kuala Lumpur.

The doors exit into a mall, a mall that never seems to end.  I am walking past 100 stores following signs that say Exit.  Seriously, are you kidding me!  After long flights, no one wants to shop, and if you do, you deserve to have me kneeing that back of your seat next flight.

Finally after 10 minutes or longer of walking in a busy mall.  I reach the exit and I see a help desk.  I ask where I can catch the train.  She tells me down on the first floor and points me to the escalator.

I go down and see another help desk, but no ticketing booth.  I ask again, she tells me upstairs beside the help desk.  Where I just was!  This time there is no escalator, just stairs.  Grrrr!  OK, I need exercise anyways.

Up the stairs we go.  We as in me and my imaginary friend, who I have been talking too the last 20 minutes of walking in this mall.  He agrees, we don’t want to walk anymore.

I get to the same help desk and ask the same person the same question, just to see.  She says, yes, it is around the corner behind us.

Seriously, same person, same exact question.

Okay, so I walk around the corner and there it is.  I get the ticket, which will take me within 1 KM of my hotel.

This part was easy and fast.  40 minute train ride sitting and relaxing.

I get to the hotel location and don’t see the hotel.  There is only one hotel with a different name and does not look like the building in the picture.  I go in anyways and ask if they know where my hotel is.  They say yes,  and I ask, so where?  They give me a stupid look and I say, I am confused, can you tell me where it is.  The girl again says, Yes Sir!  So, I decide to take a new approach.  I say, this is Silun Hotel?  Yes, Okay, my hotel is called ZEN Hotel.  Then she says, we are Zen too.

Okay, great! I am here, but the signs and pictures are wrong.

Then I tell her my name and she says Hello and just looks at me.  Another couple of seconds, as I ponder the meaning of life.  She says, “do you want to check in?”.  I say, that would be great!

She already knew who I was and had my room ready.   She takes me to the room and I set my bags down.  Looks really nice.

I turn on the AC as it was 38 degrees outside and I am burning up.  Next I take a tinkle and flush the toilet.  Oh, wait, my feet are wet.  I look down and the toilet tank is cracked and spraying water all over.  I now have a nice water spot, guess where.  Front and center of my shorts.  I don’t actually care, it is clean water.

Next I check the internet, as I want to finish some of my blog post.

Excellent WiFi, but no internet.  🙁

As I am sitting on the edge of the bed, I feel like someone just threw a glass of water at my back.  I quickly turn around, as I have no idea what just got me wet.  Like, I am sitting on the bed!

The air conditioner is spraying water, and not drops, I mean like a garden hose.  Within seconds the bed is soak.  I jump up, while covering my laptop and turn of the AC.

Okay, it is time to go inform the hotel that the toilet is broken, the WiFi is dead, and the AC pissed on me.

I go down and show them the picture, and they promptly upgrade and change rooms.  Very nice.

As we are talking about the AC unit, I told her about the internet.  As normal, they don’t understand the difference between WiFi and Internet.  I tell her the signal is great, but the internet is not.  After explaining and showing her, she tells me the internet is the same one downstairs and it is very fast.

Oh, cool.  She doesn’t know where the router is, but I can see it is close and follow the signal.  I find it, and it’s old.  I unplug it, and plug it back in.  Bam, it is super fast.

She is so happy!  She explained to me that people have been complaining for weeks now, and no one knew what fixes it.  After 2 days, it doesn’t work, then they have a tech guy come and he fixes it.

I explained to her what is happening and she asks if tomorrow if I can help her tech guy.  No problem.

The next morning I walk around the area looking for breakfast and find a nice little shop.

Sometimes when you travel in other countries you get the worst experience! Sometimes you get the most unexpected amazing service, by people who cannot speak English, but do everything to assist you!

Today was one of those days. I walked into a local cafe and spent 5 minutes trying to communicate hot coffee with milk. They brought me hot coffee, and I smiled and asked for some milk. He took the coffee added milk and said thank you to me.

Then 3 other guys tried to find me food and pictures of food they had. I just agreed to anything, and they brought me a great dish, with rice, egg, spice sauce, etc.

The young men working at this cafe didn’t speak any English but did everything to ensure I got what I asked for.

When I went to pay, he says 5 ringgit. I said, also, coffee. I knew the dish was 5. He said… yes yes, 5 ringgit. I thought he didn’t understand, so I said, coffee also, with a picture. He says… Yes 5 ringgit, for all.

I gave him 5 ringgit and 1 ringgit tip. He refused the tip. They would not accept a tip and says, Please come back.

BTW, 5 ringgit is approx. $1.20 CAD.

How is that for service!

I went here every morning for breakfast and got the same great service.  However, every day the price went down.  Next, 4.40 Ringgit, then 4, then I left 6 Ringgit on the table, because the price cannot drop more.  It’s not acceptable  to me to pay this little.

Back at the hotel, I met with the tech guy and got access into the routers.  First I changed the routers to use the best channel for its location, then upgraded the firmwares, as they were 8 years old.

Over the next 4 days, the internet never failed and was fast.

One thing I forgot to mention, is when I checked in, my email from booking.com said to pay the hotel.  When this is stated you pay at the hotel.  I paid with cash.  The next day I got an email from booking.com that said, don’t pay the hotel.

I confronted the hotel manager and asked if they pulled the money from booking.com.  They strongly said, they never take from booking.com, but always take cash.

I accept this as I have never had a hotel in Asia withdraw from booking.com.

2 days after I left, I see on my visa, they DID take it.  I am pissed.  I emailed the hotel and they have done nothing, and disagree I paid cash.  I am talking with booking.com, but it seems like I will never get that money back!

I left a review stating this and now see another review also stating the same thing.  I just sent this to booking.com in hopes they will believe me.

Why am I so mad?  Well, I did everything to help them, I never complained about the room problems, nothing.  I even spent 3 hours helping them with the network issues.

What do I get in return?  Sometimes maybe it doesn’t pay off to help people.  

Anyways, back to my stay in KL.

I saw online that people us Grab, which is like Uber for taxis here.  I try it out and get taxis for super cheap.  I then visit downtown and around the area on only a few dollars.

Petronas Twin Towers – Once the world’s tallest, these 88-story towers bear a modern Islamic design & a visitor skybridge



It is now 8 am and I am taking a Grab Taxi to the airport.  Today I fly to Cebu, Philippines and possibly meeting someone I have been chatting with online.  😉  That’s all I am saying for now!



Langkawi Melaysia – Last two days exploring

My last few nights in Langkawai, I switched from the dorm room to a private room, to get some sleep.  Backpackers always forget there are other people in the world, other than themselves.

For example, the one night it was 1 am, and this girl had her music playing really loud in the bed next to mine.  I could tell I was not the only one annoyed.  She also turned the entire room lights back on, about 30 minutes ago.

So, I got up and turned them off.  I mean, it is after 1 am.  Have some respect for others trying to sleep.

Anyways, after I turned the lights off, I heard someone say, “thank you.”  But not her, she got pissed, and got an ultra-bright LED flashlight.

I waited about 5 minutes and then I said, “Are you kidding me, how ignorant are you?  Others are trying to sleep!”.

Then she huffed and puffed and covered her head and light with her blanket.

This had been the 3rd night of this, so I decided it is best to move on.  I do this often, switch between super cheap, and good sleep.

Since I switched hotels, I no longer had contact with Alice and Samantha.  This is OK, this is the life of a backpacker.  You make cool friends, and then you move on.

The next few mornings, I went to the same cafe for breakfast.  It was only locals that sometimes give me funny looks.  Not bad, but curiosity, as this is not a tourist area.

Everyday a new local would sit at my table and ask me many questions.  It was fun.

The one day was really funny as the couple sitting next to me were from Malaysia, but here as tourist.  They flew here, and the guys wife was laughing as she told me how scared he was on the plane, for the the first time.

I really enjoyed meeting locals of Malaysia.  They always have good stories and good questions.

In Asia, I always get the same 3 questions;  Are you married?  Do you have kids?  Why do you not?

They always seemed surprised any man my age would be single.  I always explain to them, a man with a good heart, and a good job, means nothing in North America to women, and they always tell me, that is all a girl wants in Asia.

If only!

This always leads me to think maybe I should start looking for a girl here, but then I have no interest in ever having a long distance relationship and Trudeau only makes it easy for fake refugees to come to Canada.

Moving on!

During the day I would explored areas of the island I have not been too, and always find some more great views.

The one night I went back out to the breakwater to get another view of the sunset.  Just as I arrived I saw Alice and Sam there also.  Alice had attempted to drive over the bridge to the other breakwater.  Check out what the locals drive across.

Pretty cool and very safe! 🙂

My last night Sam and I met up for one last dinner and to say goodbye.

As we were leaving to look for a place to eat, we found a local market.  Even better!

I had some amazing food and fresh mango juice.  Sooo good!

This was a nice last meal with a friend, and tomorrow I fly to Kuala Lumper, where I will spend 3 nights, and then onto Philippines.

If anyone wants to come to Malaysia, I highly recommend coming to Langkawi.  Beaches and people are amazing!



Langkawi Melaysia – Mountains, Beaches, and Crazy Girls

In the morning I switched hotels, from this crazy run down authentic Indian ran hotel, to a newly updated, stylish dorm/bungalow resort.

Old and New

Without fail, 2 minutes after checking in, I have already made a cool new friend, Alice.  She is from the UK, and I can tell Alice is very adventures.

She is actually going to the same beach as me, so we join together, jump on our scooters and rip up to the beach.  However, we didn’t make it.

Halfway we see this girl sitting on a dangerous corner, holding her bicycle.  She looks like she is dying.  So we stop and ask if she needs help.  She says, yes, she has heat exhaustion.  I ask if she has water, she says no.

Okay, this is where I should have realized she is not the smartest girl.  It is 35 degrees C out, she has no water and is trying to ride up this crazy mountain to a beach that is 15 KM away!

She also tells me she just arrived after 20 hours of travel from Spain, and is already very tired.

So we give her some water, and find someone to take her bicycle down the mountain, while I take her down on my scooter.

We get to the little village and I ask her were she rented her bicycle from so we can drop it off.  She doesn’t remember!  We walk around for 15 minutes, going to the wrong places, and then I decide to go into the store and ask who rents bicycles.  There will only be 1 or 2 places.  They tell me it is not here, but down by the water.  So, she is in the wrong village.  I walk out to tell her, and she is gone.  She road off looking for it, I think.  Lol.  I drive around for a minutes trying to find her, when I think, some people just can’t be helped.  So I turn around and head to the beach to meet Alice.

We spend the remaining sunlight just relaxing and enjoying the beach.

Back at the hostel, Alice took off to do some more exploring, while I decided to just hang out here.

While doing so, I ended up chatting with a really nice girl from Italy.  Her name, is Samantha.  She is like the Aussie guy from a few days ago, who doesn’t ride.  So I offer her to come with Alice and I tomorrow.

Like around 10 am we head off on the mini jets (scooters), to drive up Gunung Raya mountain.

The drive up this mountain was amazing.  It took 45 minutes, from google with another 45 minutes, of my scooter being 110 CCs of pure worn out horepower.  Max speed uphill, of 35 KMh.  However, that did not matter.  Going this speed gave us lots of amazing views.

When we finally reach the peak, these are some of the amazing views.

Just as we are about to leave the peak, Samantha and I spot monkeys, but not the monkeys we normally see.

We slam on the brake, not brakes.   Oh yeah, down will be fun, I only have partial front brake working.


And then this amazing big bird flies in, with a wingspan of close to 2 meters.  It is really cool.

Great hornbill

We watch for like 30 minutes the monkeys and bird.  So cool!

On the way down, we stop like 100 times to take pictures and just enjoy the beauty of this road.

Next, we cruise onto the North, and find another amazing beach to relax and swim at.

We spend a good hour here, swimming, chatting, and just enjoying life.  We all agree, today can’t get much better.

Just as we are leaving, I spot what at first I thought was a crocodile.  Then we get closer and see it is a giant lizard.  The day just got better!

He was so fat, from eating all of that garbage, he had a hard time running from us.  It was funny as shit!

After a good laugh at his experience, we headed back to the south side.  Straight to the breakwater, where we can see the sunset, as it points West, Alice~!

The breakwater is pretty cool.  We even see a tone of fish eating flies on the water surface.

Pretty amazing sunset!

Now that the sun is down, and we are hungry.  Alice, and Samantha decide this would be the perfect night to have a BBQ on the beach.  Ummm OK!

So we spend at least an hour trying to find decent looking food to cook, and then we finally find a place.  The girls clean the squid, and buy a bunch of other stuff.

Then we headed down to the beach to try and cook it.

This was a lot of fun to watch them try and get a fire started, but eventually they got it rockin.

Well, that was the end to an amazing day, seeing monkeys, birds, fat lizard, and the entire island from the best vantage point.

Have a great night girls!









Langkawi Melaysia – Scooters, fighting, and IBS?

Getting to Langkawi from Penang was rather easy.  I took a bus all the way to Kuala Perlis, which is right on the Thai border.  From here I took the ferry across to Langkawi.

Bus ride

Ferry ride – Picture 4, who parked the sailboat sideways?

Arriving in Langkawi is the same as every port.  There are a 100 taxi drivers and other people harassing you for a ride, hotel, scooter, you name it.

I wanted to rent a scooter as I know you can get them for 25 Ringgit per day and the taxi to my hotel is going to be at least 50 Ringgit.

Many guys told me 35, some came down to 30, but I just said no, I will walk.  Yeah, right, it is 18 KM to my hotel.  If it was 3 KM I am still too lazy.

I walked around, going into stores, wasting time, and then it happened.  A guy comes back and says, “OK, 25”.

Done! I have my scooter.

Oh crap, I forgot they drive on the left.  2 minutes later, I didn’t even notice.  I think I have been driving on the left so much, that the right now seems weird.

On my way to the hotel, I really noticed Malaysia is a lot different than all of the other Asian countries.  Here, they mostly obey the rules of the road, and I also saw police doing radar.  Somehow they did not pull me over, and I had this power house doing 85 KM, in a 60 KM zone.  Lucky day I guess!

Finally at the hotel!

It is really run down, and needs a lot of help, but the room is clean.  However, the crapper is on the main floor, my room is on the 3rd floor, up steep stairs.  My IBS will love this.

Oh, I forgot to mention.  The flooring is wallpaper!

After checking in, I took off and went looking for some food.

I find this little street shop, that 2 sisters run.  The one speaks excellent English, and has the most unique laugh.  She makes me a shaved, fruit salad and green tea drink.  Then sits with me and asks me 100 questions about Canada, and then tells me lots about the island.

All of a sudden I hear her scream and I look up, just in time to see a scooter accident.

This is what happened.

One guy, who is making a left turn, was sitting in the middle of the road.  This makes no sense, since they drive on the left.  Why is he stopped on the middle, IE, right side of his lane, to make a left?

So, the guy coming at him assumed he was not turning left, but right.  Which makes sense.

Just as he was about the pass on the left, the guy started to turn left and they collided.  Both scooters had kids standing on the front.

The left turning scooter, I will call him the idiot from now on, had a little girl about 4 or less years old.  She did the smartest thing.  She hugged the front steering column, so when the bike fell over and slid 2 meters, she was protected by the handle bars.  She didn’t get a scratch.  The idiot however, got a few on his arms and ass.  Meh, who cares about him.

After, the other guy came over to make sure everything was OK.  The idiot decided he was going to start a fist fight, while holding his little girl.  Example 2 of how retarded this guy is.  Anyways, another person ran over and took the little girl from him and let the fight continue.

The good guy never even fought back, just held the idiots hands.  I was impressed, I think I would have beaten him down.

That was basically it.  I was a little surprised a fight broke out.  But hey, I just got dinner and a movie for under 2 dollars.

Back at the hotel, I decide I am only going to stay the 2 nights I booked here, and then move on.

Day one complete, at the Rusty Nails Inn, and Street Fighting Street Cafe.  I think I am going to love it here!

Pinang Malaysia – Rob got Robbed

The flight was only a couple hours long and I actually had no one kicking the back of my seat.  However, I did have an old lady beside me who kept elbowing me.  I gave her a few looks, and then she switched seats with her husband, who sat like an adult, and did not elbow me.  So, it ended being a decent flight.

My first night, I booked a Cube hotel, which is pretty cool.  You have a private little cute, with a TV, Internet, USB ports, and own fan/AC.  A little pricey, at $15 a night.  Maybe Malaysia is not as cheap as the other Asian countries.

After checking in, I tossed my laptop bag into the cube, but my other bag is a little to large for me and it.  So I lay it down beside.   I mean, there are cameras all over, and we have 10 pods to a single room.  So should be really safe.

I head town stairs to the street market for something to eat.

It is pretty cool and I get a decent meal for a few dollars.

After eating I head back to my cube, but as I arrive, I notice my bag’s side zipper is open.  I look in, and see it is empty.

F@^K ME!  I Got Robbed!

I go to the receptionist and tell them, in hopes the camera saw who it is.

Well, not so much.  They do not have a camera in that room because someone complained it is invading privacy.  Really?  We are not naked or sleeping in front of the camera, we are in pods!

So, there is nothing they can do.

I am raging inside though.  If I knew who it was, I would beat him down in the street.  I am so pissed off!

Anyways, I think he only took a few dollars from me.  I don’t think anything else was in there.

The next day I went for a walk around there area, which there is really nothing to see.

I have decided not to stay in Penang and get a bus to a smaller island called, Langkawi tomorrow.

Back at the pod, I am laying in bed, relaxing with my laptop, when I notice the door of my cube open 3 inches.  I see his hand in the reflection of the plastic walls.

OMG!  The bitch is trying to rob me again!

I want to jump up, but I can’t, my laptop and cabled are across me, and I don’t want to damage it.

I slowly close it, and start to move the cables, when he must have heard me.  As fast as I can, I open the door and get out.

There are only 2 ways he can exit, 1 is into the lobby, and 2 is into the lockers, then down the stairs.

He is too far ahead of me, so I run into the lobby and ask the girls if they just saw anyone.  Nope, so he went into the lockers.  I run into there and to the door.  He is gone, and no one is in there.  However, he is a guest at the hotel.  So, all we have to do is find him on camera.

I go back to the girls and explain to them what happened, and ask to see the video.

2 hours later of explaining the same thing, but in different ways, results in nothing.  They keep showing me the video from when I arrived yesterday.

On a last and final attempt, I explain AGAIN! I just got robed a SECOND TIME!  Finally they  understand and bring up the video from 1 minute before I ran into the lobby.  We watch and see the cameras in the locker and exit room, did not turn on.  They also did not turn on when I ran in there 30 seconds after him.  However, 3 minutes later they record someone else.

So, I did not catch him or have proof who he is.  I am sure I know which guy it is, but I can’t prove it.

It takes me the entire night and a beer to calm down.  I really want to pound this stupid ass.  I am very against stealing!

Well, the next day I head to the bus station and get my ticket to Langkawi.  Lets hope this country turns around!

A funny picture from the bus station!


Langkawi Melaysia – Hippies, Aussies, and a Canadian

One morning when I was sitting in the hippie hotel, having a coffee.  I started chatting with this Aussie, who looked extremely bored.

He was telling me he has been on Langkawi for 4 days and has done nothing.  Taxis cost too much, and he has never ridden a scooter before, so he might leave tomorrow.  I said, “What the hell, you are coming with me today!”.

I almost forgot, last night I met two hippies from the USA, and guess where, California, where else right!  Anyways, Keri and Travis are really cool and are also going to come exploring today.

Shortly later, the 4 of us, jump on the rockets, and head up north.  For whatever reason they vote me as the lead navigator.

Going from memory off a map, we only make one wrong turn, and then 20 minutes later, we make it to this amazing beach.  Pasir Tengkorak Beach, has very few people on it, clear blue waters, and now, 2 Hippies, an Aussie, and a Canadian.

The coolest thing happened.  There was this little fish, about 1 inch long that followed me for 15 minutes or more.  He only stopped when I got out of the water.  Later I will post a video of him, but here are some pictures of Jaws Junior and the Hippie Lovers.

While floating around, Keri goes into deep conversation about hippie stuff.  She explains how her and the Aussie are fire, and I guess to her, I am an obvious water sign.  Hmmm, “Cool as Ice”.  As I took it.

So, I guess I am the type of person who can fit into any social situation, but never really shows the real me.  Well, I do fit into any situation, but I think because I am amazing.  Just ask me, if you don’t believe me, I will tell you again! hahaha. I am great!

After a few hours of relaxing in this amazing sun and beach, we headed off to the waterfalls, about 5 minutes down the road.

Very quickly we all noticed the waterfalls are fake.  Then we read the sign that confirmed it is fake.  However, they still looked pretty cool.

From here we spent some more time riding around and exploring.  We drove past a few 100 monkeys on the road, and every time I saw one, I would say hi monkey and wave.  Not often did they wave back.  Monkeys are kind of dicks.

After the Aussie said thanks several times for taking him, and I told him, that’s what I do.  If I have a scooter, and am alone, I find someone who wants to explored.  It just the way you should be.

He is a pretty cool guy and tomorrow leaves Langkawi.  Travis is also leaving, but Keri is staying here on the island for a little longer.  Maybe I will see her again who knows.

Just an end to another amazing day, meeting people who confirmed no matter where you are from, even people in the USA can be cool 🙂



Phu Quoc – COCO Valley Final Goodbye

On my last few days at CoCo Valley Garden Hotel, Ms. Thao, Ms. Pooh, and Mr. Tien gave me one hell of a great goodbye.

It started off with us going for a drive up North on the Island, and then having lunch on a floating restaurant.

Then a few days later, which I think was my second last day.  Thao took me for a drink at a roof top patio, where you could see the entire city, and even our hotel.

She is trying to cover her face because she says she is not ready for pictures. So I will post the bad ones 🙂

The next evening, Mr. Tien says, “Go get the wine!”  and then he takes me to his other hotel for dinner, drinks, and singing.  Where he sang to me, a goodbye song.  The dutch guy who came with us, said he was almost in tears and was missing me, not even knowing me.  Haha.  Was really cool though.

What an evening that was.  Another great night I will never forget.

The next morning, I am awake at 7 am to server breakfast and am almost looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow.  However, I don’t want to leave, but my Visa says I must.

After breakfast, Pooh tells me she made me an Omelet and I must eat.  This is what I see.

What a sweet girl. I am going to miss annoying her 🙂

I don’t need to leave until 4 PM, but it is 1 PM and Thao is telling me I have 5 minutes to get ready.  So I do and meet her, Pooh, and Mr. Tien at his truck.

We head down to Sao beach where Thao tells me she really wanted to take me here, but she was sick the one day.  So, I must see it before my plane.


After the beach we had one final stop.  A temple up on the hill.

Now onto the airport, where we say goodbye.

As I am saying goodbye and giving everyone hugs, Ms. Thao pulls out a bill, a rather large bill.  She says, this is for your plane to come back.  I tried to not accept it, but I know it is rude to say no.  So accept and will be using 100% of that money to come back and see my new friends.

Goodbye Everyone, and Thank You for an amazing experience.

Phu Quoc – COCO Valley The Highlights

I think in total I spend 22 days volunteering at COCOC Valley Garden Hotel in Phu Quoc Island and those 22 days were pretty amazing.  Filled with laughs, amazing people, and a tone of great food.  I can’t go into daily details, so I am going to tell a few highlights.

From 7 until 10 in the morning I worked the breakfast bar.  I would take peoples orders, help deliver the food, clean up after guest were finished, and made the drinks.  With great surprise, I only messed up a few drinks.

I loved doing the bar, because it gave me the chance to meet all the guest and hear about their lives and holiday.

I can’t even recall every person I met, but here are some of the ones I won’t forget.

Ines from Germany, and two cool dutch guys who got suckered into helping me in the kitchen 🙂 doing clean up.  See me earning my living!

Two really cool Spanish girls, who made a Spanish Pancake for us.  Both way to pretty, I had a hard time not flirting with them

Swedish girls living in Aussie

Another really cool dutch guy who is studying in China.  He was extremely smart, and the girls nicknamed him, “Handsome Guy”.  So that is what I called him all day.

Tones of French people and this nice guy, I suckered into helping me BBQ.  His wife had the prettiest blue eyes.

And these two cool dudes! I can’t recall where they were from, but they were a lot more rad than me

Unfortunately I don’t have pictures of everyone, but here are some other amazing people I met.

2 Crazy German girls, who ended up also being friends with 2 CRAZY Dutch girls.  We all partied one night, and I won’t forget that night.  I am too old to see young girls swimming in their birthday suites, right Ranja!

Also a family from Sweden who I named, the Mensa Family.  The lady had passed the Mensa test twice at a very high percentage.  Friggn crazy!

A really cool young couple from Estonia, that asked me not to leave many times on my last day.  I hope to one day visit Kira and Alex with his nice hair someday.

Mr. Tien’s friends, who I ate and drank with way to many times.  

OK, so there are many, many more, from all over the world, include the funny as hell UK couples, more German’s and I don’t recall.  Anyways, all of them made my working day perfect.

Then there are the staff!

Lets start with Mr. Tien, who is the owner, and is now nicknamed, Master Chief. How did he get that name.  Well, according to Thao, she has known him for 5 years and has never seen him cook.  But on my first day working, for lunch he cooked up an amazing meal, and it only took him 20 minutes.  We made some jokes about it, and then he said, Master Chief.  Lol.  I think we need to get him on YouTube cooking it up!

Next, there is Thao, who I mentioned before.  She is 5 feet tall, maybe, looks like a little princess, but I have nicknamed her, SuperGirl.  She does everything, from front desk, to cooking, cleaning, and also, maintenance.  She has also taken me on the scooter for many rides.  Some scary, some fun! haha.

Thao chopping onion, “ChChChChChChChChChChCh, Oh, My Finger!”, “ChChChChCh”

Then there is Pooh, I am spelling her name wrong.  She is super nice, and funny.  Her English is much better than Thao’s, which makes it easier for me to annoy her.  🙂  I changed her name, to Pooh Bear, and sometimes call her Winnie the Pooh.  She doesn’t like it, so I continue doing it.

This is Pooh working hard behind the desk, trying to take my roll.

Pooh and Thao working in the kitchen 🙂 and then complaining that night it is too cold.  Hmmm I think it is 26 degrees out.

I almost forgot to mention Keal.  Again, no idea how to spell her name.  Anyways, she is super funny, talks a mile a minute in English, and I also heard it is no different in Vietnamese.   I nicknamed her Horrible!  She was always causing trouble, and being a pain in the ass.

Here she took another girls phone and put our picture on it.

She is obviously the one with the tongue.

Then there were the two crazy 18 year old girls, who cleaned rooms.  The one, her name is Two, spelled, I dunno.  She is tall, and very quiet.  She does sometimes give me a look, and then smiles.  Not often, but sometime.  The other one, Ing, is her name.  I nicknamed her Trouble. And that she truly was.  She would slap my stomach every time she walked by me, or would slap my shoulder.  She only spoke a few words of English. so instead of trying to learn.  She would yell movie quotes, or famous sayings.  Her most popular was, “Happy New Year”, and “GoodMORNING!” in the afternoon.

There were several girls who came for a few days at a time to help out, while Thao found permanent staff members.  The main staff was Thao, Pooh, and myself.

Oh, and not to forget the worlds laziest dog! Milo

Anyways, those are the crazy staff members I met, and here are some of the crazy stories.

Lets start off with the, most, awkward, embarrassing one.

There was this 20 year old German guy who wanted to rent a scooter.  Thao asked me if I could show him the basics, which normally means they have ridden one, but not this style.

He has never ridden one!

I show him where everything is, I tell him several times over, to never start it, unless you are sitting on it.  It’s Automatic.  Next, I tell and show him to always hold the brake when not moving, and to also keep your finger resting on the rear, left brake while moving it backwards.

So, he gets on, starts it, and is doing OK, sitting on it.  He starts to push it backwards, to get out of the parking spot.  He is back about 1 meter, and everything is going OK.  I am on the left side of him and decide I can walk in front of him, on my way back to the desk.  He is still moving backwards!

Just as I step in front of him, he pulls the throttle half open, and hits my side.  I quickly try grabbing the brakes to stop him, as we are going towards other parked bikes. He is till holding the throttle half open.  I yell, let go, several times over, as I cannot squeeze the brakes because his hands are in the way.  A split second later, we nail two of the parked scooters, while I am riding with my chest on the front of his scooter, still trying to squeeze the brakes.  When he hit, he turns the throttle wide open and the front tire starts to drive up my leg, as we are pushing one of the other scooters over.  That instance, I decide to not try and stop him, but to end it.  With both arms, throw the scooter to the right knocking him onto the ground, while I fall left onto another scooter, ending up on my back.

The next 2 seconds I just lay there as I feel like a knife went into my back.

Two people run over and help me up and shut off the scooter.  The local guy keeps going to my back and saying I need help.  I was like, no I am fine.  I eventually walk away and look at my shirt.  It is ripped a bit, and then I realize what happened.  The kickstand from one scooter, and the foot-peg from another scooter went into my back, ripping my shirt and leaving a good mark.  I have a few other cuts, but nothing serious.

I now only feel bad for the young guy, as he must be extremely embarrassed.

For myself, I was ok, and told him not to worry about it.  I also know this is not my fault, and not really his.  He has never been on one and panicked.  However, someone, I won’t say who, came over to me and gave me shit.  Talked down to me, which NO ONE DOES and said to me, “You never stand in front of a bike, and you stand beside it”  I somewhat lost it and replied, “Are you fucking kidding me!  I am not stupid!  I was walking by him, when he was going backwards!”  This I did not like and kind of set me off!

This is something I used to want to learn how to control, but I have changed my mind over the last 3 months.  I think if someone talks down to you, you should tell them off.  The person talking down to you, is doing so, because they deep down inside think they are better than you.  Prove them wrong, and bitch slap them!

Anyways, now onto some funnier stories.  🙂

Here is some great pictures from one of the Mr. Tien’s friends, food, and drink nights.

So we had a guest who spent an entire week here, and had several beers, which we allow people to pay when they checkout.  However, this jackass at 4 am, sneaked out without paying.

A few days later, one of the girls found his phone in the garbage.  He thought it was no good, a cheap Chinese phone, and he tossed it after resetting it, and removing the external card.  Oh My, Amateur he is.

So, I took the phone, connected it to my PC and was able to re-download all of his pictures from the cloud, and also log into his Facebook.  I did this simply by reverting the deleted files.

Since there is nothing we can really do, I decided to change his profile picture to one of his selfies.  It is of him holding his manhood.  Oh yeah, I also found out he is a major player and scammer.  He has scammed many girls into giving him free shit.  He also has about 8 different pictures of others passports.  Why, I am not sure!

I won’t go into details, but I screwed with him a little more than that.  However, his dick picture only last 2 hours online before FB took it down. 🙁

Here is a picture of the retard.

This losers actions bothered me for sometime.  I could not believe in my life that someone would do what he does.  He has tones of pictures of how much money he has, then he skips out on a $100 bill from a third world country.  Fucking pathetic!

Next is onto something funny.

The crazy girls are always trying to teach me words in Vietnamese.  So, Horrible and Pooh Bear taught me to say, Un Uh M.  They tell me this means, You are beautiful.  So, I decided to say it to Mr. Tien, and several over random people, mostly guys.

10 days later of them laughing like crazy all the time, Mr. Tien tells me it means, I love you!  Not you are pretty.

Thanks GIRLS!!!

Sin My does mean, Let eat!  and Youll means, Cheers.

The one day a group of Vietnams people were there for a few nights.  For whatever reason they loved me, and always wanted to talk.

The one morning at breakfast, every time I came out with food, they wanted to take selfies with me holding the food.  Never seen a white man working before! Lol.  It was fun though.

Another day when I arrived on the beach, two young girls, maybe 19 came running over to me and asked, if they can take selfies with me.  I think they love the homeless look I have going on.

Here is a good place to toss in some beach pictures.

About once a week Thao tries to get all of the guest to join in, on our all you can eat Seafood BBQ.  It is a tone of work for us, but the result is amazing, and promotes the hotel.

Here are some of the pictures from one of the BBQ nights.

Some nights I would borrow a scooter and go out drinking with the guests.  The one night, Sydney, also known as Mr. Handsome and I went to a Beach bar and then a few nights later we went back again with the 2 crazy dutch girls, and the 2 crazy German girls.  Some pictures from the beach bar.

Random picture if Mr. IT (Ice Tea) Engineer working hard 😉

Milo and I working hard, while the owner, Mr. Tien relaxes watering the garden.

And one picture of the fish going crazy for bread.

There are so many more amazing things to mention, but then my post would be a short novel and not a blog anymore.

Phu Quoc – COCO Valley might be the death of me

My first day volunteering at the hotel start off a bit crazy, but fun.  Hoang is in the kitchen getting the breakfast food preps done, and the drinks.  This is crazy, he is some sort of Happy Superman.  He takes the orders, cooks, delivers the food, and also cleans up.

I am really happy I am able to help out in anyway.  I start off with the easy task.  Dishes, and cleaning up, while I let Smiley (Hoang), do his Superman stuff.

They are so backed-up, that I spent 3 or more hours that day just doing dishes.  The only thing, is the sink is lower than my hips.  So bending over is starting to kill me.

I am loving it though.  Thao and Hoang are two of the nicest people, always smiling and never complaining about how much work is needed.  They just do it, and make it fun.

Over the next 4 days, I spend most of my time doing dishes, cleaning, and making the special breakfast drinks.  My back is killing me though.  Mr. Tien thinks it is the sink, being too low.  I know that is only part of it, the real part if 3 herniated discs, not being used to standing all day again.

I think my favorite part is doing receptionist relief work, for Thao.  I love it because it gave me an excuse to talk to all the pretty guest.

On the 4th day, Hoang  tells me this is his last day.  I am like, WHAT!.  He is going back to school.

For a brief moment, I panic.  I cannot do everything this Happy Superman does.  I am a lazy Canadian!

On his last day, he gave me all of his wisdom, and I can show you, he taught me well.

Student like Teacher

Another picture of Hoang and I going to get beer.
Two good looking men, with beer on a scooter.

After he awoke from his nap, we went to the beach for a final goodbye swim.

As you can see, he never stops smiling and laughing.  What a great guy to have as a friend and I will miss him a lot.

One thing that happens a lot working here, is I never really know what is going on.  Here are two perfect examples.

In the middle of the day, a guy comes in and starts cutting around the sink.  Picture a brand new sink, only installed 4 weeks ago, being cut apart.  I was like, what is going on here.  Then Ms. Thao tells me, Mr. Tien said, “It must be fixed!, it is too low for you.”

Wow.  Crazy!

Another example.

After the breakfast crowd, Ms. Thao or Hoang would cook me an omelette.  Well the one day, Mr. Tien, the owner brings it out to the eating area, and sets up a nice table.  I am like, OK, this is too fancy for me to just eat.

Then I realize what is happening,  I am now modeling for promo pictures of the hotel.  This proves I am sexy!  Even without makeup!
Again, what did I get myself into!

I had not waxed in a while, so they used a real model for the bikini shots.  That is the only reason though.  Right!

Well, those were the highlights of the first 4 days of volunteering at the hotel.  It is so much different in how they work, compared to how we work.  Here, there isn’t any set hours.  There is no separation between work and life.  It is just life.  They work when work is needed, and when it is not, they do other things.  This removes the stress part.  Like, when you wake up, the first thing you think about isn’t, “Oh shit, I only have 30 minutes to eat and leave!”  Here it is, “Aww I am awake, what to do first.”  You just don’t stress over when you work, when you leave work, that sort of thing, you just live life.

There is a down side to it.  Nothing is organized, and no one is on time.  1 PM could mean, 11 AM or 3 PM.  They just don’t stress over time.  Actually no one wears a watch!

Wish me luck, Hoang is going back to school!  I hope my back can handle it!

Phu Quoc – Vietnam – First few days in Phu Quoc

8 AM I get on the ferry, only minutes before it leaves port.  Great timing!

The ferry is not full and has several extra seats to relax in, and also an outside deck, where you can see the full ride.  This is where I sit for most of the 2 hour ride.  Only going inside when the noise of the jet engines becomes too much.

We arrive on Phu Qouc right on time, and I exit the ferry.  As expected a tone of locals are asking what you need, where you are going, etc.  Taxi’s want 300,000 dong, scooter taxis want 200,000 dong and just as I am accepting a scooter, a minibus says he will give me a ride for 100,000 dong ($6.00 CAD).  Obviously I take the minibus.

25 minutes later he drops me off at COCO Valley Garden Hotel.

At the receptionist I am greeted by a cute young girl, who I think is a little too young to be working the front desk.  Her name is Thao, and she isn’t 16. but 28.  I should stop guessing ages.

Next I meet the other staff member, and his name is Hoang.  You will never miss him, because you will hear him laughing a mile a way.

HAHAHAHAHA! says Hoang.

Or when he sees the chickens, he points to them, makes a chopping sound.  CHCHCHCCHCH, and then holds his hands in front of his mouth, like he is eating corn on the cop, and makes a yummmmm, yum yum yum, sound.

What a guy!

Next I met Milo, the laziest dog ever.  She is a pure, Phu Qouc dog.  Only on a few islands do they have this dog.  Look at her mow hawk.

The first day on Phu Qouc, I did nothing but relax, have a beer and do the same all over.

The next day I rented a scooter and went exploring.  First was through town just to see what is there.

I stopped by the harbour and took some pictures.

Then onto one of the many beaches for a swim, a few beers, and then the sunset.

How is that for an amazing day.  I loved it so much, my one night got extended another 3 nights.

I remember Thao saying on my arrival I will be extending my stay.  She was right!

The next day was filled with the same greatness.  

There are tones of beaches, that have no one on them.  You can spend an entire day alone, loving life.  Heaven for me!

The next night Thao is having an ALL YOU CAN EAT SEAFOOD BBQ!  Yes, I am in on that!

I couldn’t help myself but take pictures of her and Hoang working.  I can’t believe it is just her and him running this entire hotel of 36 rooms, plus a full breakfast, cleaning, BBQ.  I mean everything, cooking, cleaning, etc.  It is crazy!

The BBQ night was amazing and I made several new friends.  Two of which are Dutchman.  We became pretty good friends that night.

The next day I went to a few schools looking for volunteer work, and found both of them had enough help at the moment.  That’s great to hear.  In Cambodia, they never had enough help.

Anyways, back at the hotel I was talking with Thao that there isn’t any volunteer work, and she says, “Come work here!”, I said, “Sure”.  Then she is like, Really!

And then she asked me how much do I want to be paid and I said, “Nothing!  I don’t want money.”

We agreed on free room, which is only $10 a night here. Oh, I didn’t mention they are brand new rooms.  So very cheap.

Anyways, I start tomorrow!  Woot! Woot!

Last day of freedom, so more of the same. Beach, Beach, and more Beach.  See how busy my private beach heaven is?


On my last free night, the two Dutch guys took me to a local place they new about for dinner.

This place is crazy, and we wait forever to order, when finally a local comes over and orders for us.  No one here speaks English, and we look and are very lost.

With a locals help, we get our food.  Well worth the long wait, not knowing if we would be eating or not.

The soup has 3 types of fish, and many unique spices.  It also has freshly made, rice noddle.  I could eat this every night.