Four years ago, I spent the most wonderful three weeks on the east coast of Malaysia. It was in the BC era (before children), so life was free and easy, with few responsibilities. Time ticked by slowly, especially on Tioman Island.
I had read a few bad reviews in guide books, which said the island was over-crowded so best avoided, but as I had it in my head to go there for many years I decided to ignore the advice, and I am so glad I did.
The island is sparsely populated, with a few accommodation options dotted around it’s shores. We stayed in a little cove, reachable only by boat. Huts were built on a narrow strip between the shore and the rainforest. There was no air con, one bar/restaurant, and only a handful of people seeking the quite life, like ourselves. It was bliss.
Don’t always heed the guide books, explore and discover yourself – you never know what type of paradise you’ll find.
Where’s your paradise?