Saturday, 30 January 2016

HAPPY HIPPY VORTEX - A few months around Thailand

A very last minute change in plan saw us choosing a route back to Penang from Kuching instead of to Sumatra. We had more offers of work for the last portion of Indian Summers filming, and we decided to grab the chance for a few more weeks of wages. It was an extremely fortunate decision, as in the following months the entire area of west Indonesia and Malaysia was covered in a thick smokey haze much of which originated from the exact region we had been planning on visiting. Although the smoke was unpleasant in Penang, it would have impossible to stay in Sumatra.

In October we were at last free from Indian Summers, and Penang, after having been there on and off since the end of April. It was WAY too long in one place for us, but we agreed it had been worth it to save some extra money for our trip to UK/Europe this year.

We took an unusually long break from each other when Sal flew off to Oz to see family and partake in yet more work for a couple of weeks and Rich was forced to return to the beach on Ko Fruitopia in Thailand (poor baby!). They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and after about a month apart, our reunion was heartfelt!

We used the time on our favourite Thai island to settle back and take a breather. The weather was perfect- sunny and dry, a rarity in December, and only got hotter as time went on. A few events broke through the hammock/reading time- the usual Christmas in the sea Gypsy style and live music on New's Year's Eve were joined by the dazzling new activity of swimming in the moonlight with phosphorescent plankton, a well worth it early struggle out of bed for sunrise, and a day exploring the island by motorbike- only the second time we've done that in 12 years!! With most of the "old" gang back, as well as some new blood to add to the mix, the highlight was, as usual, catching up with a year's (or more) worth of news and gasbagging.



Dawn breaking, Ko Fruitopia

Ko Fruitopia sea gypsy village

Fishing vessel, Ko Fruitopia village
 

Offerings at the sacred tree, Ko Fruitopia



By January, we were  chomping at the bit to embark on our new adventure, and after a practical stay in Krabi (dominated by having our netbook wonderfully fixed, cleaned up and tuned up by our computer wizz friend, and eating copious amounts of delicious and varied food), we headed to Bangkok by bus for a week-ish of last minute organizing and shopping.....and managed to squeeze in a bit of sightseeing.



The lights of Khao San Rd, Bangkok

Backstreets of Banglamphu, Bangkok

Flat ducks, Chinatown, Bangkok


While we were in Bangkok, the temperature "plunged" to 17 degrees for a few days, seeing locals and backpackers alike rugged up in jumpers, wooly hats and boots- quite a funny sight to see here! News of very cool temperatures at our next destination therefore has us a bit worried, but after so long in tropical and humid temperatures we are actually looking forward to some fresh and cool air in the UK. The novelty may not last too long once we get there, though!!! Stay tuned.........

PS. If anyone happens to be following this blog closely enough to care, there won't be a Best/Worst List for 2015, due to a fairly unvaried and work dominated year in Malaysia. Although we managed to travel a little here and there, the year isn't worthy of it's own Best/Worst List.


Monday, 30 November 2015

BENEATH YOUR FEET- The manly pursuit of beautiful man hole covers

For many years now, Rich has been harbouring a deep dark secret- one of his favourite photography subjects has been the seemingly odd choice of man hole covers (one of our friends described him as a "man hole cover geek"). Walked over and often ignored, these necessary and functional items are sometimes works of art, with the character of the place in which they are situated being evident in the design. Many a local has stared in puzzlement at Rich standing in the middle of a road taking great care to record the particular unusual sight. I've persuaded him to share some of the more striking ones, but there are many more.......







































Wednesday, 30 September 2015

BULLET BOATS AND FREAKY FOOD- Sarawak, Malaysian Borneo


Upon arriving at Miri airport in northern Sarawak, we were surprised to find no public transport from the airport to the town- very unusual for South East Asia (we subsequently discovered all bus routes around town to be intermittent and pretty useless). Luckily a lovely woman drove us into town, showing us the sights along the way, and dropped us at a budget hostel (for anyone interested, a "budget" hostel for us here in Sarawak is anything less than 50 RM/AU$16). We were quite disappointed to find out from the tourist office that the bad public transport extended to the entire region, and the public ferry running on the river we'd hoped to travel on no longer ran, and a village we'd hoped had a main road running to it was only accessible by plane and beyond our budget. So, without much else to hold us in Miri, we left for Batu Niah and the incredible Niah Caves a few hours south.


Satays firing up at the excellent night market, Miri, Sarawak


These caves are without a doubt the largest we've ever seen (the Great Cave being one of the largest in the world), and to experience walking through them for hours, sometimes in complete darkness and silence with only a torchlight and each other was exciting and terrifying! Generations of swift bird nest collectors have lived and worked in the caves for years, and we were amazed to see their extremely high and rickety looking scaffolding and ladders hanging precariously from the roof in various points in the depths of the caves. Although the caves are of great historical significance, with evidence of burials 20,000 years ago having been discovered there, there really isn't much of that to see now, and we focused on the beauty of the place. After a day hiking into the national park, up and down many hills and steps to the cave entrance, into the Great Cave, and various smaller ones, and then back to our simple hotel in Batu Niah town, we were completely shattered, but felt great to have seen such a wonderful and unique natural wonder, almost in complete solitude.


Walking to Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak
Beautiful forest, Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak

Catching up, Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak

Inside the Great Cave, Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak

Sal and the light, Niah Great Cave, Sarawak

Daylight after all the darkness, Niah Caves National Park, Sarawak


After an unexpectedly long day traveling from Batu Niah, we found ourselves that evening with a grilled fish and some cold Chinese beers in a cafe on the riverfront in Sibu, a engaging and bustling city with a very active river port and no tourists (we saw virtually no tourists anywhere in Sarawak, besides Kuching). We were lucky enough to score a budget room nearby, and after a day spent viewing the unusual produce from upriver in the somewhat exotic central  market, and the meat and wonton heavy night market, we sorted out our travel plans for the next few days and set off on a river trip up the Batang Rajang River.


View from our hotel window of Central Market, Sibu

Traditional house, Sibu

Ready to take away! Sibu Central Market

Wontons galore, Sibu night market

Bit and pieces for sale at Sibu market


We were prepared that the Batang Rejang River might be uninteresting, and not as wonderful as other river trips we have had, but the further we traveled up the river, the quaint little huts, modern longhouses, limited industry, exciting rapids and lovely jungle setting kept our attention. Unfortunately, most of the strange bullet shaped boats used along that river are totally enclosed, air conditioned, and with little chance to stand or sit outside to watch the scenery. We felt extremely unsafe inside them, thinking about the struggle to escape the boat should it sink. Nevertheless, they delivered us in one piece.



Rustic scenery, Batang Rejang River

View from the boat, Batang Rejang River

Exciting rapids, Batang Rejang River

Looking down the Batang Rejang River at the rapids

Lovely when the sun came out, Batang Rejang River

Scenic part of the Batang Rejang River

Small boats moored on the Batang Rejang River

Bend in the Batang Rejang River



We had time to stop at two places along the river, and they were the contrasting towns of Kapit and Belaga. Kapit was interesting because although it was a busy town with a large mainly Chinese population, it was actually only accessible by river boat, with no bus or plane service. It had without a doubt the weirdest meat section of a market we have ever seen (see below). Richard amused the locals in the market by smoking a cigar made up of chopped homegrown tobacco wrapped in a banana leaf for 15 cents. He was undecided about the taste, but it sure kept the mozzies away!



Arriving at Kapit

Local cigars, Kapit

Smoking dodgy banana leaf cigar, Kapit

Iban design, Kapit
Loading boats, Kapit



The village of Belaga was another 5 hours up the river and literally in the middle of nowhere. Many longhouse river dwellers, or orang ulu, milled about the town overwhelming the Chinese and Malay population in numbers, and to us the place felt more basic and laid back. This impression was no doubt helped along by half of the males we saw being completely off their heads on a thick black alcoholic liquid supplied to them intermittently in shot form by the cafe underneath our lodgings. There were many older orang ulu women around with intricate Iban style tattoos on their arms and legs, and both sexes had pierced ears with hanging earlobes where they once wore heavy earrings. Handwoven conical straw hats, colourfully designed woven "backpacks" for their shopping, and a huge banana leaf cigar hanging out of the side of their mouths completed the look. Not being much to do after a couple of hours look around the village, we settled in our cafe with a bottle of local brandy and watched the show!



Selection of drinks at our lodgings, Belaga

Enjoying Chinese lunch, brandy and the sights of Belaga

Belaga house

Batang Rejang River, Belaga


As promised, some photos of the weird meat and other food traded by the river people in Sarawak. It's understandable people eat what's available and cheap, including food from the jungle, but it's still upsetting to see endangered creatures such as the pangolin chopped up ready to cook.



Possum type creatures- we never found out the name, Kapit market

The endangered pangolin, Kapit market

Unidentified piece of meat and hair, Kapit market



Jungle ferns, Sibu market

Wild boar head, Kapit market

Pig faces, Sibu night market

Unidentified root, Sibu market

Odd looking river fish with sharp little teeth, Sibu market

Black chickens- that's a first, Sibu mrket

Chopped monitor lizard in a bucket, Sibu market


We weren't really surprised when we disembarked in Sarawak's capital Kuching from the Sibu boat, to discover yet another public town bus no longer running. Luckily, once again, a friendly local dropped right to the door of a hostel in town, saving us becoming soaking wet in the teaming rain. It was also disappointing to discover many of the sights we'd prepared to see were either closed or building sites. It seems the easy going, charming city of Kuching we'd been hearing about for so many years was undergoing an upgrade, and the appeal of the place was frankly lost on us. To cap it off, a morning trip to Semenggoh, a well known orang utan sanctuary was a bit of a disaster. We'd previously seen orangutans in a brilliant setting in Bukit Lawang, and naively were expecting a similar experience. We exited the bus to discover about 200 tourists on tours milling about, making a huge amount of noise. It REALLY was not our thing, and if we hadn't had already paid our entrance fee, we would have turned around then and there and left. We stayed, and unfortunately no ornag utans showed that morning.


The only orang utan we saw on the day! Kuching


Perfectly posing butterflies, Kuching

Pretty cottage in a pretty lane, north bank, Kuching


Practicalities: Sarawak is difficult to explore properly on a budget. To get to the really interesting areas in the central part of Borneo involves hiring a guides and own transport- public transport is nearly or non existent in many remote parts of the country (and pretty bad in the cities, too). Prices for transport are higher than Peninsula Malaysia in general, making even the easy to get to places a bit pricey. We found locals very generous with hitch hiking- if there was no public transport, or only expensive taxis, we only had to wave down the first car to come along and generally they gave us a lift. Food was mostly Chinese, and a bit too much on the bland and greasy side for us- we sorely missed the Indian influence of Western Malaysia! Accommodation was similar in price to Peninsula Malaysia, and ranged between flash rooms with AC and hot water that we didn't want or need in bigger cities, to very basic fan rooms at Chinese lodging houses along the river. With what we were able to see in Sarawak, we have to say although it was an enjoyable experience, it doesn't compare at all to our wonderful experiences in the Indonesian part of Borneo (Kalimantan), which for us was more adventurous, easier to get to remote areas, more authentic and better value for money.


A typical small town Sarawak room for us

A typically fancy city room in Sarawak

A typical kopitan (coffee shop/basic resturant) in Sarawak

River boats on the Batang Rejang River, Sarawak