“Let’s go hiking in Malaysia!” I pestered my old hiking buddy from my university Trekking Club. A club that had long disintegrated after we left university years ago.
Dad told mom I was crying like a baby when it happened. He was right, I was bawling like the biggest 23-year-old baby in the world.
“Did you have to show them your passport before they let you past the Klang toll?”
They say travelling in Sri Lanka is the safer, easier version of risky India. Camilla, a Brazilian girl whom I met one night in this little island ferociously nodded at how true this statement was as she had just spent six months in India on her own.
“Oh my Lord, what on earth have they done to Buddhism?” I gasped in horror at the sight before me.
I was immersing into my own world, floating in the cold South China Sea water when two boys in their early 20s approached me.
I am Captain Sharkie! I am from Germany. I’m a German pirate. You see my boat? It is very big. You know mast? You know what is a sail? My boat has 100 sails and 100 masts!
I have always had the childhood fantasy of being an animal keeper. To be a feeder of wildlife, a friend of beasts sounded like a dream job… until a party pooper would burst my bubble with horror stories of menial tasks and dirty manual labour. “All you’ll be doing is clean animal poop,” they say. “You won’t actually get a chance to interact with the animals.”
Is working at a wildlife rescue centre all dirt and no play? I was about to find out during my weekend volunteering at the Jogjakarta Wildlife Rescue Centre, a Fuze Ecoteer Responsible Travel programme.
The Singapore Zoo utterly impressed me. It was amazing, it was massive (28 hectares), it was colourful, it was full of surprises at every turn.
What to do when a polar bear is sleeping? Poke the polar bear in the butt until the lazy bastard wakes up. Then get some root beer and fish together.