Here it was finally, the big trip. I'd been thinking about this for months and here it finally was, the trip to South East Asia. Leaving the airport was when the excitement kicked in. Here I was, fresh out of the army on a plane to have the time of my life, whether on a white sand beach or lush jungle it was gonna be an awesome experience.

It wasn't until after the 11 hour flight and after the initial shock of Singapore City that I felt the anticlimax. A massive bustling city, Singapore was damn impressive. A melting pot of cultures, we went through Little India, Chinatown and Singapore Central. Looking back at it now I realise what as goijgnthrough my my head, but at the time i has no clue andwas starting to feel really depressed. I got sick from a dodgy fish soup and I was getting annoyed at my travel partner already.

This was not what I came for. I wanted the beaches and the nightlife, but here I was just getting sick and annoyed. This is where I suggested to Toby that we split up for a while and try sme solo travel before meeting back up in Phuket or somewhere in a few weeks.

What an awesome decision. It's not that I hate Toby. I don't. It's just I felt I needed alone time just for me, sort myself out. Take some time to chill and think. So that's when Pulau Tioman came in.