Look to the East - Part II

Day 3: Cave Explorations

This was an all girls adventure thrill because the boys are stupid and lazy.

We started out the morning with a hearty breakfast of Sarawak's famous kolo mee soaked in Lard Oil.

Hydrated ourselves

At this 'highly recommended' Kopitiam

Off we drove to the Caves

Our Navigator/Map Reader and Driver

The journey there was mystical and breathtaking

We city girls were really awed by the lush mountains

After hours and hours of driving...finally,

It was a sloppy hike up

 I huffed and puffed

Oh my, more steps?!!

It was dark and slippery too. A torchlight would come in handy if you decide to venture into the Caves.

See how narrow the steps are...

After a harrowing climb, we reached the light at the end of the caves. Or rather the entrance of the Caves.

By the grace of God, we made it up the Caves alive

and posed  stared in wonder

I came, I saw and I waved.

Pictures don't do justice to the Fairy caves. It was an experience to have gone for my virgin cave exploration . For a city girl like me, little wonders of the nature and funny rock formations amaze me beyond words could express.

Look to the East - Part 1

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....