If amazing art work, live music, yoga, happy locals, cheap massages, most amazing fresh organic food, all set in a beautiful town in the Balinese mountains isn't your thing, don't ever come to Ubud. The market stores and shops are full of the most beautiful painting, sculptures and instruments, all hand made and the best thing is they don't hassle you to buy anything! Me and Franks were instantly in love with the town of Ubud as soon as we arrived and it was th...

After a heartbreaking goodbye to Vietnam, myself and Hawkins made out way in an extremely badly driven taxi to Hanoi airport. We were probably more excited about getting on a plane that excited about the next destination. It's a sad fact that the traumatic night buses had definitely scared us for life! After a pleasant two and a half hours flight we had arrived in Singapore. We caught the underground to our hostel which was when we realised how different this c...

So after the best nights sleep recovering from the Halong Bay cruise, me and Franks decided to stroll around the city and find stuff to occupy ourselves with until our flight on the Friday. Well half way through the day I started to feel very ill and the next few days were pretty much wasted in Hanoi being bedridden. Unless you want to hear about the countless films we watched, the stupid amounts we spend on western chocolate or the $74 doctors trip which I'm gue...

After the usual breakfast of a French baguette and egg, everyone was told to pack quickly as we were leaving the boat to go to our own private island. It was quite funny watching everyone struggle from the last night events but everyone soldiered on regardless! The first stop was cliff diving and I was so so excited for this. Out of fifteen people including five Irish men, only four guys and me and Franks were up for jumping. The guys jumped off the boat first a...

Half an hour after we were meant to be picked up, myself and Franks sat nervously anticipating the worst in the hotel lobby. Stella, our Vietnamese travel agent, wasn't the most reliable and we had managed to blag everything she had booked so far. So at 8:40 when a "party cruise" bus rocked up outside our hotel I couldn't tell you what I was feeling at that point. After we had picked everyone up, fifteen of us, we started the two hour drive to the coast. As every...