January 1991, my friend Meike and I were backpacking around the world. In Malaysia, on route to Australia, we decided to park ourselves for a week on Langkawi Island – just because we could. We were young, free, I was 24.
It’s a very naturally beautiful island, stunning beaches – lots of monkeys, spectacular. We booked into a remote beach hut, not knowing Langkawi had only two hours electricity a day, no hot water, no alcohol!
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