May 2007 Archives
"Your cum tastes like durian."
Relationships have failed over less, but a relationship that can't withstand attacks of attrition by a tropical fruit probably isn't worth holding on to.
We remain stalwart in our struggle against fruity pericarps and odious pulps. Enough said.
A big and cheery hello from Kuching International airport, where the internet comes free and no-one seems keen to surf. That said, what with all the food around, who'd bother, except I've just eaten so my mind is occupied by thoughts that normally come second to my stomach.
Davide tells me from an adjacent terminal that London is cold and rainy (16 C). It's rainy here too, albeit 34 C and likely to be sunny again in the next half hour. Har har har. Not really, there are moments when I miss the cool, dry air of the UK - the humidity does get to you after a while.
We're stuck here for an hour or two whilst we wait for our flight to the capital across the water. It will be nice to get to KL and have a hot shower and get some real laundry done. River water and hand soap just doesn't get blood, stench and grime out like dedicated washing machines do.
Uh-oh, little kiddie wants the computer. Who am I to deny?
Adios!
I've never walked so far with so much weight on my back; strong drumsticks aside, in the last ten days, I've sustained multiple wounds (rattan, fire ants, leeches, nothing like my previous history of separating joints at inopportune moments), regained my six pack (bonus! ...but I plan to remove it in the next two weeks), showered in waterfalls, slept in tents, crapped in the woods (what, you want romance?), climbed two mountains, seen some incredible plants and bugs, taken lots of bio-geek photographs and generally enjoyed spending an extended period of time doing just what it is that I don't normally get to do back in the UK.
Being here has been a stark reminder of all that I've left behind in moving to Europe, and I feel a real ache in my side when I think about where I'm allowing life to take me (id est, not here). Anyway, no crises unfolding, just an observation. The people out here mightn't be quite so glam, or sophisticated, as those back home, but they seem to be a damn sight happier, despite having to live under often difficult circumstances with little support. Of course, Kuala Lumpur is a different kettle of fish entirely, but I'm not over there just yet - it'll be a real trip back to yesteryear when I am.
Anyway, back to the wilds tomorrow, so just taking this opportunity to do some "ekspress" laundry and netting.
Jumpa lagi!
A brief one, since computering isn't high on my list of priorities!
Just back to the mainland of Borneo from our trip to Lankayan; it was plain incredible, unforgettable bliss. Having lived in Malaysia for over a decade and visited some pretty fantastic places, this island, among beachy type destinations, is one of the most ridiculously picturesque and tranquil spots I've ever encountered.
The SCUBA diving was fantastic, and even then, the house reef was so full of life that snorkeling was enough to get a glimpse of turtles, black tip sharks, lion fish, anemones, mandarins, gobies, shoals of scad, a great barracuda (massive beastie) and puffers. I could verily adapt to life on an island.
Now, all this relaxing goodness is to be offset by almost ten days in pouring rain atop the montane forests of the mainland. Plants and bugs time.
Ciao ciao!
