Around KuchingNov 14, 2006
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That looks really familiar for some reason....
The leading cause of death here is...
These little buggers are everywhere
| The last stop in my quick tour of Borneo was Kuching in the western Malaysian state of Sarawak. I hadn't planned on comming to Sarawak, but ended up with a bit of time after cutting my visit to Mulu short, and I heard positive things from some people I met. I have to say that I'm really glad I took the advice, because it turned out to be a really cool place filled super nice people. After flying out of mulu I grabbed a bus down to the main city in Sarawak called Kuching. It seems like all of the buses in borneo arrive at 3am, or at all least mine. To make things even better, the bus stations aren't even close to the guesthouses, so of course I had to get any overpriced taxi. When I finally arrived at a that place I wanted to stay I was greeted by a drunken frenchman that was kind enough to point out how late it was and that I might have trouble finding a place to stay. Thanks prick. I ended up finding a room around the corner and crashing out. The next day was a write off, but I did go have a look at the museum. Apparently there's a bit of oil in the area, and Shell sponsored a big exhibit about how great the industry is. At least the museum was free. The next day I headed to the local national park, Bako. It is a beautiful rainforest right on the beach. I spent a couple of days hiking around the trails (that you don't need a guide for thankfully) and ended each day with a swim at this super secluded beach. The park was full of macaque monkeys, and one almost bit me when I walked a little too close to his harem. There were also apperently probiscus monkeys, but I'm useless at finding anything if it doesn't try to bite me. Finally on my last day I went out to see the orangutans at the local rehabilition center. I was up at 6 am to get there early enough for the feeding. There was a male and two females, with kids. They are huge and amazingly graceful when they're moving through the trees. There was also a gibbon hanging out in the tree tops, and he was probably as interested in us as we were in him. I hung around in Kuching for the rest of the day and then caught my plane to Kuala Lumpur that evening. Once there I met up with the same east coasters that I hung with in Cambodia, and it's been a write off since then. I think I got to bed just before the sun came up on that first night, making it a 24 hour day. More to come regarding the mainland Malaysian adventures when I sober up... might be a while. |
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