After 6 months of pre-booking and planning, we finally flew East via the "Now everyone can Fly" Airline and landed in Kuching, Sarawak safely in one piece.
By the time our flight arrived in Kuching and we were picked up, it was nearly 9pm and we were close to exhaustion. Some kind Sarawakian friends drove us miles into the dark so we can feast on some exotic meat before we call it a night...I bring you,
Day 1: The land of the Pussy
Day 2 : Dancing in the Rain
We found our way to the Rainforest World Music Festival 2010.
We met the karate kid there
If you could appreciate cultural music, you would love the RWMF but for hippie kids like us, we totally were just there so when people ask us, we could attest that we have been there and done that. So it's has nothing to do at all with the music, it is just a cool factor.
We also met a lovely Japanese Tourist who speaks good english. There is her on the right. Kawaii deska?
Since the music did not interest us that much, we decided to fill our tummys which were reporting to be hungry at all hours.
See how long an Iban Long House is? A whole village is meant to fit in there I suppose.
I tried to snap a picture of this gorgeous man in front but obviously my iphone did not do a good job.
After all the walking around under the hot sun, some of us got tired and sleepy.
Luckily I slept on my 2 hours bus ride to the Sarawak Cultural Village where the RWMF was held.
I woke Super Tanker up and she wasn't too happy.
The Brazillian was wide awake too.
Super Tanker's revenge for waking her up was to let me smell her unshaven armpits. Deadly.
I wasn't too happy and had to be taken to
the First Aid Room to detox from smelling Super Tanker's armpit.
We hired a bodyguard to come with us to Kuching
And invited the Karate Kid to tag along too
So we could be protected from the throngs of strangers
We survived Day 2 and ended the night singing and rubbing our shoulders with sticky strangers.
to be continued....
