One of the first guys I met was Thom Howell. I was taking a disco nap and he storms into the hostel room wearing big stomper boots, having slightly reddish eyes and being unable to spit more than 5 words out without an awkward pause or body movement (I think he may have invited me downstairs for a beer, not to sure). Fucking great. Well it turns out that awkward Thom and the other boys I shared a hostel room with: Scott and Joe, would not only become my housemates for the next 3 weeks on Koh Chang but would also go on to become some of my closest friends in Thailand (301 LADS LADS LADS). Big mention to Irish Joe, who for the first 30 seconds upon waking could not utter a single audible word of English, “IM FUCKED”, in a thick Northern Irish accent at 9am with a hangover is something I won’t forget.