Sarawak, Malaysia
(still in Borneo)

Back in Malaysia! All the money here has a picture of the Gabenor on it. I love that word and say it often when my mind returns to its oft blank state. Gabenor.

The trip from Brunei to Kuching was 4 days and 3 nights -- very long and sometimes very hard. My napping here is really no indication of that since, when I'm not muttering "Gabenor" to myself hunched in a corner somewhere, napping is my normal state.

Nice coconuts, yeah? We found these.

Tried to take a picture of the water to get some of the sense of how light drives down into the deep but seems to radiate from it as well. Sarah reminds me that this picture might be from when we were sailing to Singapore. Oops.

Sunrise.

Welcome to Santu Bong, a little town 45 minutes outside of Kuching, Sarawak.

This game is like volleyball played with a little wicker hackeysack. Everyone wears Chuck Taylors. You can't use your hands. Cool stuff. They spike and everything.

Doesn't Lindsey look huffy? One of a number of memories I'll enjoy is taking walks around town with Bruce and Lindsey. They often walked ahead and waved back at us to point out something funny, or we'd catch up to them in a store or at a nice vista and have some reparte. Thanks guys!

They may look crowded in this little boat but this crew was actually 2 yachts worth of cruisers. One, "Elliot," was a cruising yacht a little smaller than the Willow where we were welcomed aboard one of our first nights in Santubong for drinks and good company. Sarah got to speak Spanish with Maria, the girl in the back, which is always a treat. The three in the foreground were sailing Sea Glass, the poshest boat we saw on our trip. 5 million dollars of comfort and technology. It had a bathtub! We had a very fun night aboard Sea Glass gabbing with everyone and hearing sea stories and philosophizing.

Malaysia. This is a restaurant called, "Beethoven, The Italian Sensation." Does anyone else find that mind blowing? I love it!

some choice signs

Sarah totally out-bowled the whippersnapper to the right.

This is a San Diego artist's thing. Shepard Fairey. I've seen him in Chicago, even in London, but I didn't expect to see his art on walls near malls in Kuching. Nice.

http://www.obeygiant.com/main.php

Unfortunately, they only sell Jew Fatt.

This little hat was nailed to the wall of our hotel room.

It looks better on Sarah, huh? Yeah, I think so too.

No cheek whiskers. Eyebrow whiskers? This cat was on the Kuching tourist maps like it was as worth seeing as anything else in the city. It kind of was, but we had a good time in Kuching anyway.

In the bar, "the Cottage," in Kuching. Nice pool table, live music, all you can drink hard liquor for ladies night and a vomitting station. They get it.

Geniuses.

Sarah and the riverwalk in Kuching.

Can you see the guy perched up on the bridge near that boat? Whoa!

So going to Bako national park takes some resourcefulness. No tram. You take a bus and then a boat which can't reach the shore so you get out in the straights and wade through mud to get to the visitots center. You make arrangements for a ride back when you get there. Good luck! See our boat way in the background? Mud.

a wild lawn boar

the path into the jungle

A brief break from the dense jungle trekking

Bugs crawl into these pitcher plants and get eaten up! Fierce!