tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79809905822901966132024-03-17T17:15:39.728+08:00Wild BorneoTravel to wild vacation and holiday destination is in Borneo, the third largest island in the world. A biodiversity paradise of exotic wildlife, natural herbs and plants that will revolutionise the future of biotechnology. Join the universities and research centres in the Borneo. The traditional arts of beauty such as tattoo, elongated ears and designs will inspire new fashion in the modern society in New York, London, Paris, Moscow, New Delhi, Beijing, Kuala Lumpur and Tokyo ...Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-88400459692811773682009-01-29T21:18:00.003+08:002009-01-29T21:34:23.282+08:00THE CANADIANS, THE BEATLES AND THE JUNGLE BOYS<img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9tzUQu9oa65Uqzv4aC2C5zcvbE831C_9jYkan2AdAk0okXoHyCh8cXz5Ybfp0T1_Ng9Ewf81tliDMAlZdr4YjNKoIrwzyEY8nnLDYBNlg7711kh9wHIyrOLWFWG-A58MM9a_BQhdKDOF3/s320/morepic_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296707447299435282" /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE5aD6x0_ynPlMQwdp01Go4VeeDzkgEUwQkcNiNPsXFy3V9jTxrgkLiqxwHiw0C7gqPzC4nC9CW6GfrIqTd68gw6z0JbJIBMt_dme_CkmUYaR_0ci1RvZUzblgi_fL7b5QQAp1E2TjBpG2/s1600-h/morepic_0004.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE5aD6x0_ynPlMQwdp01Go4VeeDzkgEUwQkcNiNPsXFy3V9jTxrgkLiqxwHiw0C7gqPzC4nC9CW6GfrIqTd68gw6z0JbJIBMt_dme_CkmUYaR_0ci1RvZUzblgi_fL7b5QQAp1E2TjBpG2/s320/morepic_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296707449776917202" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNc1CpULUvFD8SsmwNBUJcyojmSVyEGHHd3YMbwSH0WNs3nfH8L1jXGXD1tMPTBKjClJWEtJGt6xJ1yM_IE8fA7wImx_7PuPuHB67yaoJMW9sWjrTv2e4pOCgE15nWexwQxuKH9B7U19Hv/s1600-h/morepic_0001.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNc1CpULUvFD8SsmwNBUJcyojmSVyEGHHd3YMbwSH0WNs3nfH8L1jXGXD1tMPTBKjClJWEtJGt6xJ1yM_IE8fA7wImx_7PuPuHB67yaoJMW9sWjrTv2e4pOCgE15nWexwQxuKH9B7U19Hv/s320/morepic_0001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296707442700874626" /></a><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhukvrS4T80OcoI-GFy55w35lG_WTcEB7knBNTSsAocN79Z9hQtQQhQMvJxFpSJYyYrNDuqmI3tdTP6PjRVnNFM6_85Rl_ayrVjfnaQKr0HxZXW3tLkasIdbxLePpaE7CXNFASjRz3MbKr6/s320/morepic_0003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296707455210233074" />They came back to see the difference they had made. They came with cameras in the early 1960s that were still rare in the interior Borneo. These barely 20 years old teachers made the difference and so were those jungle kids in the years to follow. That rare cameras of the old days preserved photographs of people and places that are rare and valuable now. Thanks to the big guy, Llyod Jones. Tell me if you know those in the photographs.Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-16576669707895947302009-01-27T22:58:00.004+08:002009-01-27T23:29:42.588+08:00THEY CAME BACK: THE CANADIAN<img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5RYNasbMd_gPbjnnv9PD9pRRxnhLQAPEt1-hjHsC6ujPzKaHGszdqBQsE0akVXxbS6ROphjLzqjoeW43lqoIOfdgAEYHvcT1nPy8CF0vy9kEBQNwKHOucMINQADURcu3rm2KuBtoictLb/s320/llyod.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295994958129031122" /><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhptk0uhQ07-hV6NWtr1satNc-ljYh2DTZEsYJcycgDGdeuHAXvuGVX0mymwQgxrATwiyM03NoE5jAkzAc4Y4YT2aajZBACAr2OeFHhzAobYLfOsVrHEbX9U-xig6Jwmpf8XRddfm6QYqcx/s320/simanggang1964_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295994960387067522" /><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBqi1EF3Ept-eQskqjjh63rDYGCmBuo1hDXqgIZ3ZoRRfQAw4nE8UzSIMRjFmOX_XEL8edKSe_c26CSbO-HA8nCR1yHrtprdPfuEqUSscazLLRKCnpcE9ohKi5FMLBeeLBd47qQ9J3Tje1/s320/simanggang1964.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295994959501995714" />If you work in a museum, you never know who will come and bring something old, including memories. In the last few days of 2008 a big and tall man simply walked into my office and introduced himself as Lloyd Jones who hails from Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada. I stood there shaking his hands as if struck by lightning and went blank.<div><br /></div><div>This guy brought his memories to my museum. He and a group of Canadian volunteers came to teach in several newly built secondary schools all over Sarawak at the height of the undeclared war with neighboring Indonesia in 1963. He taught until 1965 and came back to teach for a short period in Binatang, now Bintangor.</div><div><br /></div><div>After an hour or so listening to Mr. Jones and looking at copies of old photographs, I sensed that he felt in love with Sarawak and its people. Like my own Peace Corps teacher, this guy was once a fine teacher who loved the kids and really wanted the kids to succeed in their studies and lives. Mr. Jones was so proud to tell me that some of his students went to universities around the world and some became lawyers, engineers and priest too.</div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-53432209575375805902009-01-18T13:32:00.006+08:002009-01-18T13:51:11.806+08:00"I LOVE SARAWAK, MALAYSIA, BORNEO"<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHr4HFWsrJ0FYF1Vu7Uqv9Mt14gEPDDbda_EAN47C_Br4sdm9FK2JGEzytjyjBxwPlB1yFCpKJz1utzhodRrBtcAynugfLCxxGx9B_RyshEsz-62bTIuB1ZrGClk82HsyhGNeNEqFHo7KA/s1600-h/schtaz.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHr4HFWsrJ0FYF1Vu7Uqv9Mt14gEPDDbda_EAN47C_Br4sdm9FK2JGEzytjyjBxwPlB1yFCpKJz1utzhodRrBtcAynugfLCxxGx9B_RyshEsz-62bTIuB1ZrGClk82HsyhGNeNEqFHo7KA/s320/schtaz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292505004586435474" /></a><br />He came back again. Prof. Dr. Richard Schtaz, from Whitworth University, Washington State, USA came back to Sarawak. This time for about two weeks. He was a Peace Corp volunteer who taught the first batch of Lawas Secondary School, at the Sabah end of Sarawak from 1966 to 1968. He came back to present his study of rural development and economics base on the case study of his former students at the Faculty of Social Sciences, University of Malaysia Sarawak on the 15th January. From his study he lauded the Malaysian Goverment for spending huge sum of money to build secondary schools in all the provinces in the early years of independence.<div>The picture above Prof. Dr. Schtaz, obviously in the centre, are seen with one of his male students of the old school and on the right are the two deans of the faculty.</div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-17795146030534149272008-12-25T22:40:00.006+08:002008-12-25T23:13:09.862+08:00Kalimantan Barat Expedition: In Search of Lost Kingdoms of Vampires #6<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSZvz5Zt72IeF2PPZtDl4T19DV0K-jbn9r4_iOXYc6jSX6_1w88njsEG1svHoL47ieMIDBnu9cVB_a3yXy0BThGDIigooIAN7-6ajHupDsRrqOasvSBJS9lGP3LaYg73fho191SLzAcDFR/s1600-h/pontianak2+049.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSZvz5Zt72IeF2PPZtDl4T19DV0K-jbn9r4_iOXYc6jSX6_1w88njsEG1svHoL47ieMIDBnu9cVB_a3yXy0BThGDIigooIAN7-6ajHupDsRrqOasvSBJS9lGP3LaYg73fho191SLzAcDFR/s320/pontianak2+049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283744007599110914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY53nQytLIEighG32e7f7aLO47JfbAaWbZQqIJ-xJEAOFg8gMmZH2erhKFHQEIHs4Nxo7CZR-ekOrnp_TozgGxQfau0ghto9qOPotD2YWhDr4axx8lSjcwa-3w-davr7SE4T_A2e68hiUK/s1600-h/pontianak2+058.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY53nQytLIEighG32e7f7aLO47JfbAaWbZQqIJ-xJEAOFg8gMmZH2erhKFHQEIHs4Nxo7CZR-ekOrnp_TozgGxQfau0ghto9qOPotD2YWhDr4axx8lSjcwa-3w-davr7SE4T_A2e68hiUK/s320/pontianak2+058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283744002672876802" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdoN5NW0DvnmtJs-AwKnhtuGzTl7eGW58Ul9qO_XPmQNL2hojeaAZCW_Fm40UcGikFKzBXqgm6Uz5q2IV69OGKMmQ1SybB-zkiBes90_GBbl-RrOi1qaI75nJ8Eng39NhDlSJlPBBewP2Y/s1600-h/pontianak2+045.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdoN5NW0DvnmtJs-AwKnhtuGzTl7eGW58Ul9qO_XPmQNL2hojeaAZCW_Fm40UcGikFKzBXqgm6Uz5q2IV69OGKMmQ1SybB-zkiBes90_GBbl-RrOi1qaI75nJ8Eng39NhDlSJlPBBewP2Y/s320/pontianak2+045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283744000088951954" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />The Sultanate of Sambas<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;">The keraton of Sambas, royal family, continues to preserve its palace and other royal regalia.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Sultan Tengah, the first and last sultan of Sarawak, founded the Sambas Sultanate.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>He was the younger brother of Sultan Jalilul Jabar of Brunei who challenged the throne.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>To solve his predicament, Sultan Abdul Jalil finally relented and anointed Tengah to be the Sultan of Sarawak, a rich province in the opposite end of Brunei city.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tengah brought with him a thousand followers and upon arriving in Sarawak, now Kuching, built a palace at Sungai Bedil, the present site of the Astana.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcpS9XqddApAxTF027DXtArr_DyCkaoXVA3U1VM8RyD4Ydr9pMa5Eov7lVUN6Lnmzxn4y7QlsCGhW2kh_sUqYqZreOHz0_BHnY2YCK3EzD8JgyckJIpQyzdOedC_rbPxi6DRKlWjbtaU-f/s320/pontianak2+067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283743989689548674" /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;">Being young and still a bachelor, the adventurous Tengah, sailed off to Johor to see his auntie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>During a dance party a misunderstanding occurred and Tengah with his followers sailed home.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>However the prince encountered devastating storm and found himself in the Sukadana Sultanate, now Ketapang in West Kalimantan, Indonesia.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They rescued by the sultan and took him to stay at his palace.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Tengah made a big impression on the sultan so as to give one of his princesses’ hands for marriage.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9rnZS87Cb9Y9uN4h_THE08dGTGtNUcDBz7Dc_J4of0O1Wk84WsnMWy2bpK94dSPrg0cqvfUU7O_9w05Zq5wuxJLCd0rc3v3UFjzn47OKQx_cCqokxRpbo-16GDoO0DYI2qQ7HZbfXNUoq/s320/pontianak2+126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283743988789246050" /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size:10.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:12.0pt;">After several years in Sukadana, Tengah was assigned to Sambas to be its founding sultan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The royal couple built their palace at the confluence of Sungai Sambas and Sungai…..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>When their prince, Pengiran Sulaiman reached the mature age of 25 years old, Sultan Tengah felt it was time to go home to Sarawak and sailed with some followers soon after.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>When they were about to enter the Sarawak River at Santubong, Sultan Tengah wanted to ease himself at Batu Buaya but was attacked and struck by one of his followers at the opportune moment when the sultan had taken off his talismans that gave his invincibility.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Subsequently the people of Sarawak, led by Datu Patinggi and Datu Bandar, managed to get the royal body and gave him a proper burial at the foot of the legendary Mount Santubong which was a thriving port-city from the 7<sup>th</sup> to the 10<sup>th</sup> centuries.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <!--EndFragment--> </div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-90967571558546928512008-12-12T14:59:00.003+08:002008-12-12T15:12:01.174+08:00Kalimantan Barat Expedition: In Search of Lost Kingdoms of Vampires #5<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76rAVDmBDTRN8EmBS-TQLEZsPbtjem_UtmFRWzTnS9kvijraXLXWEjmV7hYfteK7xEGRrsfT29N1YcdRbO7O4PENfnGzswRU0DqNDC1UTO1tonp827sMTTSXUkICGlqAyTEO_OlyI7RQC/s1600-h/pontianak1+150.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj76rAVDmBDTRN8EmBS-TQLEZsPbtjem_UtmFRWzTnS9kvijraXLXWEjmV7hYfteK7xEGRrsfT29N1YcdRbO7O4PENfnGzswRU0DqNDC1UTO1tonp827sMTTSXUkICGlqAyTEO_OlyI7RQC/s320/pontianak1+150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278797760770138178" /></a><br />Who is this man? Any resemblance of Mr. Dracula in Pontianak, the City of Vampires? I think there is. This painting is found inside the centre of the earth, the Equator Monument.Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-74552121203778014542008-12-09T23:14:00.006+08:002008-12-11T19:53:29.825+08:00Kalimantan Barat Expedition: In Search of Lost Kingdoms of Draculas #4<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8nKlE78A-MYdbBBHZG0dM9_Pytywcw28vZY8RY3kGrON9VprDj2wHuQslUQQjDrKcKj_7wU7bWXOXP9IP2sLuaQSlkGOCS3ZpN6DQ4HtCVlCl-7Cf72YkT1ChkfRMj8IRSLut07wbXth-/s1600-h/pontianak1+011.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8nKlE78A-MYdbBBHZG0dM9_Pytywcw28vZY8RY3kGrON9VprDj2wHuQslUQQjDrKcKj_7wU7bWXOXP9IP2sLuaQSlkGOCS3ZpN6DQ4HtCVlCl-7Cf72YkT1ChkfRMj8IRSLut07wbXth-/s320/pontianak1+011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278341669199659682" /></a><br /><div><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span lang="MS">In Search of Dracula of Bornneo </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="MS">26<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>November 2008</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="MS">Drs. Lisyawati hosted us a dinner of Tom Yam river prawn.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>What a surprise in the City of Dracula, you could find Thai food.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>It only proves that this Thai food is a global dish; several years ago I found many Thai restaurants in Paris and I orderd this “the hotter the better” soup.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="MS">After dinner everybody disappeared into their rooms.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The new Orchardz Hotel provided satelite TV programmes, mostly Indonesian and free wifi access to Internet that I did not really expect to find in the jungle of Borneo.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I got carried away surfing the internet and went to bed late.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="MS">The alarm in mobile phone failed; most probably I forgot to reset it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Somehow I woke up this in time for a quick breakfast and discovered the rest of members of the expedition were waiting for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We checked out from the hotel and speeded off to Sambas, the furthest kingdom.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="MS">I joined Drs. Lisyawati and two of her staff in a 4-wheek Toyota Terrano while my others were in Ford Econovan.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>It was going to be a 6-hour drive and we planned to reach the old Kingdom of Sambas in the early afternoon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Pontianak, the City of Dracula, was already in the early morning traffic chaos of cars and motorcyles,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>like the small Honda Cubs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Not traffic rules here, it was the rule of the horns creating a cacophonous adn rioutous street scenes.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8CN0hMeuNfrn73rGnO4BBJICAhyVjop6RShzAC8iMat-b41E4HPNp8XEy02septlEsDHAG1rHfd79chvbTIT64wYCpdyOj3SonermojaezwwWyRd2NKy6dkUsABUI3YKjmkO3dtujCu4J/s1600-h/pontianak2+003.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8CN0hMeuNfrn73rGnO4BBJICAhyVjop6RShzAC8iMat-b41E4HPNp8XEy02septlEsDHAG1rHfd79chvbTIT64wYCpdyOj3SonermojaezwwWyRd2NKy6dkUsABUI3YKjmkO3dtujCu4J/s320/pontianak2+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278342448976432306" /></a></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="MS">The only road to the kingdom of Sambas was not too bad; narrow and in several stretches there were potholes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Electricity line runs parrellel to the road.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>In fact the road runs along the coastline and tidal peat swamp almost all the way but there are endless row of villages of tiny houses.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The swamp is ubiquitous and I felt it is drowning the life of the people.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>So not football fields or playgrounds to be found instead there are wet paddy fields.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I felt sorry for the kids and young people.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="MS">After about an hour drive I lost sight of the van behind.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Somehow Abdul Halim’s mobile phones sudenly worked; since our arrival our mobile phones failed to work despite having roaming capabilities.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I told Abdul Halim our plan was meet in Sambas town for lunch and not to be tempted to stop at Mempawah, Singkawang and Pemangkat along the way.</span></p> <span lang="MS" style="font-family:Cambria;mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;mso-bidi-Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:MS;mso-fareast-language: EN-USfont-family:";font-size:12.0pt;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPXIo3bV9Yc3OyxnxOtC_HUKLytw5cXDs9f0bgHiTkVnNMcrV2tAjBZkTaN6iOj6T6x-JO-z1NmuWHq5Lu1QZSIAZ7HVGFHDD0YTz-hZfpwB7HMksRiiy76VR10n7PTYbxoC1SVRaUAcVq/s1600-h/pontianak2+060.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPXIo3bV9Yc3OyxnxOtC_HUKLytw5cXDs9f0bgHiTkVnNMcrV2tAjBZkTaN6iOj6T6x-JO-z1NmuWHq5Lu1QZSIAZ7HVGFHDD0YTz-hZfpwB7HMksRiiy76VR10n7PTYbxoC1SVRaUAcVq/s320/pontianak2+060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278498741394610610" /></a>We drove to the palace of the Kingdom of Sambas, a sultanate founded by the Sultan Tengah of Sarawak in the middle of the 17th century.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>It thrived to become one of the more important kingdoms in Borneo and to the<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Malays of Sarawak it ranked second only to Brunei. Except of some parts, the wooden palace is still in good condition situated at the confluence of Sambas and Spanduk Rivers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>With many legends and the myth of a husband and a wife cannons that bore seven baby cannons it has been a very popular tourist attraction. Unlike in the palace and holy grave in Pontianak, here in Sambas there was no beggars.</span><!--EndFragment--> <br /></div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-58720809904502930602008-12-04T06:38:00.002+08:002008-12-04T07:05:48.847+08:00Kalimantan Barat Expedition: In Search of Lost Kingdoms of Draculas #3<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCS-r9p4YgqIgret8CWFCHIjkL0_T-1232Ks6B0wwEPtfFYYkNVdasVDuc8RYDZrbZZKmuFBMSdRGulQCm5XfonPaf0FD-Lcg9v-ImwseY05etj5M1pqOakRBk0FjAzLJkQ_2yr4uBCjY8/s1600-h/pontianak1+027.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCS-r9p4YgqIgret8CWFCHIjkL0_T-1232Ks6B0wwEPtfFYYkNVdasVDuc8RYDZrbZZKmuFBMSdRGulQCm5XfonPaf0FD-Lcg9v-ImwseY05etj5M1pqOakRBk0FjAzLJkQ_2yr4uBCjY8/s320/pontianak1+027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275703875494798178" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Pontianak: The City of Dracula</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In Pontianak, the capital of Kalimantan Barat/West Borneo, we stayed at the new Orchardz Hotel on the Gajah Mada Road. On the 25th November we made a courtesy call on the Director of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Balai Sejarah dan Kebudayaan, </span>Mrs. Lisyawati, who carries research on history and culture of the province. The city of dracula today is a big sprawling third world urban landscape consisting of the old town and the new town of 1 million people.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Later in the morning, with an officer from our Indonesian counterpart as our guide, we went to the palace of the former sultan of the Al-Qadri Dynasty across the Kapuas River, the longest river in Borneo. The dynasty started in early 18th century with Sultan Hamid after he succeeded in defeating draculas in the areas as the name Pontianak attests. The dynasty ended when the Japanese massacred all West Borneo's royal familes and 21,000 others during the Second World War.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The palace of the sultans was made of hard Borneoan wood called <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">belian</span> is still standing and is a very popular tourist attraction.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-61359926020062185842008-11-25T23:49:00.002+08:002008-11-26T00:01:14.426+08:00Kalimantan Barat Expedition: In Search of Lost Kingdoms of DraculasI found a free wireless internet in Hotel Orchardz in the City of Draculas.<br /><br />We left Kuching at 7.30 am for Pontianak but stopped at Serian to refill the tank with more diesel. We reached the border post at Tebedu and Entikong at 1030 am for immigration and vehicle checks. Thanks to letters from our counterparts we had no problems at all. There were many changers hanging around the border post and some of us changed for rupiahs.<br /><br />With the border formalities done, I thought we would have more pleasant journey. There were houses on the sides of the road, decent houses and good but narrow road. After reaching the Sanggau junction trouble began. Amin, our driver was not sure which way to turn and had to ask a small boy for direction. After an hour trouble began when we entered a dirt, rocky and rough road. It was very bumpy road and later after asking a passerby we were going to have hell for 3 hours. Rough, rocky and lonely road in the middle to thick and swampy rainforest jungle.Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-74503317362644248512008-11-22T21:25:00.006+08:002008-11-24T00:17:32.189+08:00Kalimantan Barat Expedition: In Search of Lost Kingdoms of Draculas #1<div style="text-align: justify;">I am organizing an expedition to Kalimantan Barat/West Borneo in collaboration with friend from there. The capital city of Kalimantan Barat is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Pontianak</span> that literally means <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">DRACULA. </span>A legend tells of a forest full of pontianak/draculas that terrorized the people in the villages nearby. The forest was pacified by the arrival of a holy man from Hadramaut, now in Yemen, from the family of al-Qadri. My expedition maybe be called <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">In Search of the Lost Kingdoms of Draculas!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The past weeks I have been preparing another expedition to Kalimantan Barat, western Borneo. I can't call this one trekking because four friends and I will be driven in a van, Ford Econovan. We had a meeting last Thurday to work out shorter and safer route from Kuching. The plan is to go to the past in search of old Malay kingdoms in western Borneo such as Sambas, Mempawah, Landak, Pontianak, Montrado, Kubu and may be others.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This expedition to the past will be joined by Professor Abdul Halim Ali from University Malaysia Sarawak; Raslie Sahran, a cultural activist; Aswandi and Awang Abdullah from the Sarawak Museum. Later Antoni and Hasyim from the West Kalimantan Museum will be our local facilitators.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In the meeting we studied several maps from various sources including from Google, Lonely Planet, West Kalimantan Tourist Office and Sarawak Tourism Board. As I lost my Nikon Coolpix camera, the others will bring their compact cameras such as Sony Cybershot and Cannon. Other important tools are our mobile phones; I have a Nokia and Blackberry Curve with GPS capabilities. A laptop too to store videos and pictures from the compact cameras will be essential. And do not forget to bring medicines and vitamins and a torch light with Everyday batteries. Here we go; we will leave at 7.00 am on the 24th, Monday.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">This expedition maybe more expensive as we will be staying hotels and lodging houses. The old kingdoms have been replaced by human settlements. What they are like today will be reported in this blog when we come back in a week time. Cheerio...</div><div><br /></div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-81358764689160539092008-09-10T08:39:00.003+08:002008-09-10T08:55:48.532+08:00Tattoo For Your Hands: Exotic Design For New Fashion Trend Pt.3<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLb1CLixW8XFknJFjnSdzz4FZPjxZCHjTbdHzFYGSgsiw_1XX7MXUDOS-i5pkaoJmgleI8C9k-bRope8G_9VzVkBbKWKxDNq6dzhGR8Ww8LfDistNn7gi4XCeestyUrKSQ3opk1NX0QKjv/s1600-h/tatoomancuthair11_3_3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLb1CLixW8XFknJFjnSdzz4FZPjxZCHjTbdHzFYGSgsiw_1XX7MXUDOS-i5pkaoJmgleI8C9k-bRope8G_9VzVkBbKWKxDNq6dzhGR8Ww8LfDistNn7gi4XCeestyUrKSQ3opk1NX0QKjv/s320/tatoomancuthair11_3_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244186454959677106" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;">This is the final part on tattoo for your hands showing the mystical motifs and designs created by the indigenous Dayaks of Borneo. It illustrates the upper and lower hand that will completely cover your hands and make them real cool and fashionable. Something unique and mystical to show of when you shake hands with other people. You can add rings with large gems for your fingers, be it diamond, gold, ruby or American diamonds. <br /></div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-84402415706784366532008-09-08T09:34:00.001+08:002008-09-08T09:56:01.244+08:00World Eco-Fibre & Textile Forum 2008<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIk4RjFtyw4OigpVuZd9IEW3d_OBVSxOS5z58C987YJAwP5cmAryMoIlMjYXsln1wOFJ-avTOHCccXHRcvGZgmgeaDKKGmWOkT9hVfCq88VSl3tKnYN184d-l6OBv8bKMuyjSTyJgtcRr3/s1600-h/WEFT08leaflet1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIk4RjFtyw4OigpVuZd9IEW3d_OBVSxOS5z58C987YJAwP5cmAryMoIlMjYXsln1wOFJ-avTOHCccXHRcvGZgmgeaDKKGmWOkT9hVfCq88VSl3tKnYN184d-l6OBv8bKMuyjSTyJgtcRr3/s320/WEFT08leaflet1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243461336338000866" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhQtHWAp0Zxsx7It_lr2DtK8Djpa2mSTNJHFM7gk-XWtL1xdbSWnIoj92BDd9NM92jxWh-k0aXzr2haE9x4WRb2oUCxhRb8i1rA_bwYaQoaMdtm_WmseGyt3chL3T_U5QdkzDt3P6b6gTv/s1600-h/WEFT08leaflet2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhQtHWAp0Zxsx7It_lr2DtK8Djpa2mSTNJHFM7gk-XWtL1xdbSWnIoj92BDd9NM92jxWh-k0aXzr2haE9x4WRb2oUCxhRb8i1rA_bwYaQoaMdtm_WmseGyt3chL3T_U5QdkzDt3P6b6gTv/s320/WEFT08leaflet2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243461342890576002" /></a>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-59332245960355777912008-09-01T14:27:00.005+08:002008-09-01T23:16:21.545+08:00New Book<div style="text-align: justify;">This book covers constitutional history and discusses the Federal system of Government under the Constitution involving, inter alia, the distribution of Legislative and Execuitive powers, the rights and responsibilities of Federal and State Governments, the sharing of revenues and financial burdens and functions between the Federal Government and the States, the special protection for Sabah and Sarawak and the amendments.</div><div><br /><img style="text-align: justify;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Xx5bhIy51PgZldqNDkT8dhihZ_U-i_BL7xzOaCjeN3oumzsp16FXDZvjP6-KNWcerC66-iPWdDFmGfQ8H_39vRP84QLGjj6cv_NZOQn9pHIq5auSpCiG2p9nEfyeRZBfPYcYdmy9YyDJ/s320/IMG_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240937014916792818" /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">The book is published 45 years after the formation of Malaysia at a time when it is so vital to carefully reflect on how this nation is moulded by the many historical events and challenges ... that preceded its birth, and by a Constitution so carefully and skillfully crafted to provide for the emergence of a strong, stable and functional Federal system of Government best suited for a multi-racial society.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">It is published by Sweet and Maxwell Asia, a division of Thomson, Kuala Lumpur and launched on 29 August 2008 in Kuching, Sarawak. The book would be of interest to political leaders and administrators involved in the management of Federal-State relationships, judicial officers, legal practitioners, politicians as well as teachers and students of laws, history, politics and government.</div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-14012050477974496402008-08-19T21:29:00.004+08:002008-08-19T21:45:48.261+08:00Borneo Book Specialist<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguKaly2SVxooqwz0Zo7zzgutYjmnt_TIhoZ5Z2_gaBrXzNxxvZ7FL9Wnj5Xjp0BAyQBccPYdFv0WO3f3P9PopqbcHJM-skSwSPuJne6wH5v7ffWy13lRHFjFZlU8AP3OTFfVAAmGMj52oA/s1600-h/yahiansons.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguKaly2SVxooqwz0Zo7zzgutYjmnt_TIhoZ5Z2_gaBrXzNxxvZ7FL9Wnj5Xjp0BAyQBccPYdFv0WO3f3P9PopqbcHJM-skSwSPuJne6wH5v7ffWy13lRHFjFZlU8AP3OTFfVAAmGMj52oA/s320/yahiansons.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236220780344884514" /></a>Mohamed Yahia & Sons has been a Borneo book specialist for over 30 years. It is going to the internet to market his books so that new and old customers can have access to the latest books on Borneo anywhere and anytime. At the same time anyone, anywhere and anytime can also promote their books on Borneo. It sells and buys any book on Borneo. It is conveniently located in Holiday Inn Hotel Kuching and can be reached by its website at http://mohdyahiasons.googlepages.com; telephone +6082 416928.<div><br /></div><div>This company is also a licensed Money Changer that accepts major currencies and travellers' cheque.</div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-49594134655454299712008-08-17T12:29:00.005+08:002008-08-17T12:48:38.141+08:00THEY CAME BACK: THE GREAT GRAND NEPHEW OF BROOKE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpq_O27pK0ph1WYiNcrJzBrqvjToORX2bVGjL_Mq_AMuO0AwOEpB_BGtaAJ1Wos15DwGKQI9R7bi-vERV9ASPA33KDJT9wG8XwCjDwq9gnndKhfUisQY4wBvbPgjYsaebidLYA5jhAtsq5/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpq_O27pK0ph1WYiNcrJzBrqvjToORX2bVGjL_Mq_AMuO0AwOEpB_BGtaAJ1Wos15DwGKQI9R7bi-vERV9ASPA33KDJT9wG8XwCjDwq9gnndKhfUisQY4wBvbPgjYsaebidLYA5jhAtsq5/s320/DSC01090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235340340305731138" /></a>This is Jason Brooke and a friend who came to say hello to Sarawak and I. Jason is the grandson of Anthony Brooke, so he is great grandnephew of Sir Vyner Brooke, the last white rajahs of Sarawak. This was his first trip to the former kingdom of his ancestors and was so happy to be able to see the people and the state in person after hearing and reading so much about them.<div><br /></div><div>He was here for three weeks and managed to visit Simanggang the only royal district as Charles Brooke had his stint here for 10 years in the early 19th century. Later he visited Betong near by and Kapit in the Rejang.</div><div><br /></div><div>If you have been following my postings, history of Sarawak is alive and kicking. Please give me hints and get your camera, or get your ticket an travel by Malaysia Airlines or Air Asia.</div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-26814854196462816632008-08-14T00:18:00.004+08:002008-08-14T00:29:22.579+08:00THE HUSTLERS IN THE HEADHUNTERS' TRAIL: MORE PICTURES<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieYs38y07Auh_PNIB6eJnfSQpUad0toGr_-xr_vhnjmIK80ixCULBcTK7HlOzAGSew8unC1A-reb1pIiQUj-LwP4YywIz0WYhhUteoqYHGyETDAZlobrSaJjNPgdIDlNciuo5dlIZLTXnN/s1600-h/bridge3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieYs38y07Auh_PNIB6eJnfSQpUad0toGr_-xr_vhnjmIK80ixCULBcTK7HlOzAGSew8unC1A-reb1pIiQUj-LwP4YywIz0WYhhUteoqYHGyETDAZlobrSaJjNPgdIDlNciuo5dlIZLTXnN/s320/bridge3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234038362846728450" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXngx7F4kan-BOh-FwMijvKmOXvQ7ATjQb8yc6dIBDuJLi6AcictdaUEmgKhx-2PCPu76HEGlLViniDtC5x6FCQNrWd-9TxH4zPQARebbULKlhqxOx7q47CkwzKBmEe6yFKLoDotYBs947/s1600-h/a+bridge.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXngx7F4kan-BOh-FwMijvKmOXvQ7ATjQb8yc6dIBDuJLi6AcictdaUEmgKhx-2PCPu76HEGlLViniDtC5x6FCQNrWd-9TxH4zPQARebbULKlhqxOx7q47CkwzKBmEe6yFKLoDotYBs947/s320/a+bridge.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234038364653366882" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpKjs4NywwjrjEdroRARNUnpXtG2Uvs-ciQ2Sqt26tZR0njs0W-YsJUlev61nqVfKOB24A1DMYU3lYe0-78_mspbSUn1PmD6H-patfQvRDMJkqyvws5KKylHiZ8Tb9eueqPuY3P7ZGK9g8/s1600-h/a+bridge+too+far.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpKjs4NywwjrjEdroRARNUnpXtG2Uvs-ciQ2Sqt26tZR0njs0W-YsJUlev61nqVfKOB24A1DMYU3lYe0-78_mspbSUn1PmD6H-patfQvRDMJkqyvws5KKylHiZ8Tb9eueqPuY3P7ZGK9g8/s320/a+bridge+too+far.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234038027039258162" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The Hustlers are really an adventurous family. Here they were crossing a rope bridge over prestine clear water of a river. The family had a great vacation travelling in Malaysia Airlines, cheap Air Asia and of course on foot in the rainforest jungle. Their advise is to travel light. They were also lucky this teacher and university professor has many students and friends around the world.</div><div><br /></div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-24240947702652663872008-08-05T23:10:00.003+08:002008-08-05T23:26:08.137+08:00THE HUSTLERS IN THE HEADHUNTERS' TRAIL<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw3Bj40adH1u-M2wJkeHZKt1kQLoNzE3ccaBDI7tHEpxzbVCGJTGHbg9bjrafn25mTTfQchBMMH5ifdfGrQfeJxXudLzUFLjJ9upbh5KcAB9SmxzPln-RreDxylow_R85zcw3k6-OC8TYH/s1600-h/longhouse+eating.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw3Bj40adH1u-M2wJkeHZKt1kQLoNzE3ccaBDI7tHEpxzbVCGJTGHbg9bjrafn25mTTfQchBMMH5ifdfGrQfeJxXudLzUFLjJ9upbh5KcAB9SmxzPln-RreDxylow_R85zcw3k6-OC8TYH/s320/longhouse+eating.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231052608331574482" /></a>My VSO teacher, David Hustler, came back after 40 years with a wife and a son. One of the place they visited was the headhunters' trail, far in the interior of the rainforest connecting the ulu Limbang and Baram. The Kayans in the past crossed over from the Baram River to the Limbang River making headhunting raids. The route was then called Penarikan, from the Malay word tarik, to pull; in this case they pulled or rather dragged their longboats over the watershed. Here they have reached a longhouse along the way.<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnxlH799WxeuqEprglGrBI0t2U_n34KEglH3lhoiqk8GQ-peb_PkHmkaFbZrMBB52G1dn4Ha8kYsfCXHP3SkdtKIUmMf-OIKfpOcc4n72DGBt7WihTMylMkyEKi7fIXGaxAZJWEFZRyDaO/s1600-h/Longhouse+balcony.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnxlH799WxeuqEprglGrBI0t2U_n34KEglH3lhoiqk8GQ-peb_PkHmkaFbZrMBB52G1dn4Ha8kYsfCXHP3SkdtKIUmMf-OIKfpOcc4n72DGBt7WihTMylMkyEKi7fIXGaxAZJWEFZRyDaO/s320/Longhouse+balcony.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231052619951048050" /></a><br /></div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-52262672806697756322008-07-19T12:35:00.001+08:002008-07-21T12:14:28.233+08:00RAINFOREST WORLD MUSIC FESTIVAL 2008 #3: HIGH ON MUSIC, MUD, BEER AND THE JUNGLE<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"><object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKRI8zMBa2I"> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sKRI8zMBa2I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object></span>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-75121181008947864452008-07-19T12:09:00.001+08:002008-07-21T12:20:39.273+08:00RWMF2008; WILD WITH MUSIC, MUD, BEERS AND THE JUNGLE<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:Arial;font-size:11px;"><object width="425" height="350"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_gybhYuW0g"> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_gybhYuW0g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"></embed> </object></span>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-24263193301876004862008-07-19T09:31:00.004+08:002008-07-19T10:14:54.222+08:00RAINFOREST WORLD MUSIC FESTIVAL #2: HIGH ON MUSIC, BEER AND TUAK<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBInrEaKUa8z_uCPoK_k_zi6XlhJVj6KR7gFlMQWP0zfUfLnl9KaEwScbRy5J1p_FdjID8s9Ec6uRaZn4-Ni3Eei7tggm_qAxZLQ1hEaxQ64WvOONUnbSIlyuXEcwNybsWmIG4phS2bZQ9/s1600-h/DSC00746.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBInrEaKUa8z_uCPoK_k_zi6XlhJVj6KR7gFlMQWP0zfUfLnl9KaEwScbRy5J1p_FdjID8s9Ec6uRaZn4-Ni3Eei7tggm_qAxZLQ1hEaxQ64WvOONUnbSIlyuXEcwNybsWmIG4phS2bZQ9/s320/DSC00746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224537003219979410" />This image is blurred by too much beer...</a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB7I3gp-zvqSo-tGPBKpTb37txvYG2Hv1rHIS0jkI-FDJxxh_3mmhfLIwIxiGCcy-sBr9CQAwSLL9gn6H_nqcXHmgT1f9_J5dVYxJWgJmStYgOlXLDg3z-NP98bkVBC6dmCZVWCSL0T2wj/s1600-h/DSC00819.JPG"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB7I3gp-zvqSo-tGPBKpTb37txvYG2Hv1rHIS0jkI-FDJxxh_3mmhfLIwIxiGCcy-sBr9CQAwSLL9gn6H_nqcXHmgT1f9_J5dVYxJWgJmStYgOlXLDg3z-NP98bkVBC6dmCZVWCSL0T2wj/s320/DSC00819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224537009408739234" /></a>Why RWMF is so hot? I think it has some potent elements of mystical tribal rituals and the modern culture of wild parties. Even more tantalizing when performed at the foothill of Princess Santubong Moutain. Thousands from all over the world come here on an annual pilgrimage to worship the beautiful and powerful princess in the middle of a virgin forest, in the middle of the dark night with real thunder storm and rain and later bath themselves with the purifying mud ...and drunken with music, beer and tuak.Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-85665336582962465542008-07-19T00:07:00.003+08:002008-07-19T00:29:04.593+08:00RAINFOREST WORLD MUSIC FESTIVAL: WOODSTOCK OF ASIA<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7mOc_gAkxKJJABqS5loEmVr_PBkc13wKrplMQbqG5iGi1VJOq5RZFoI4pdVdbY5Xrwy7IGgEJGuy6hYlOBcIhhwIDPeHii7qwAmnQeootdxRu_hg6tm48jFE7yHAUYsDq1sfQ55Y1zhO/s1600-h/DSC00770.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7mOc_gAkxKJJABqS5loEmVr_PBkc13wKrplMQbqG5iGi1VJOq5RZFoI4pdVdbY5Xrwy7IGgEJGuy6hYlOBcIhhwIDPeHii7qwAmnQeootdxRu_hg6tm48jFE7yHAUYsDq1sfQ55Y1zhO/s320/DSC00770.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224391577833704498" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">RWMF</span>, the famous acronym for Rainforest World Musice Festival, aptly began its 11 edition on the 11th July 2008. 11 years ago, a Canadian musician, I now only remember as Randy, chatted with me on his idea of world music festival. Later I hosted his talk at the Sarawak Museum where he sold the idea by playing several Borneoan traditional musical instruments in either a western country styles or pop rock tempo. He came back last year but I missed him and the show.<div><br /></div><div>The local media rated this year festival as the best. The number of audience too is higher coming from all over the world. The hotels and flights were full, especially the Malaysia Airlines and Air Asia.</div><div><br /></div><div>Its success may also becomes its downfall. The officials want more tourists, a bigger crowd and that means the present site at the foot of the legendary Santubong Moutain, that creates an outstanding ambience and setting, will be moved somewhere else. Nonetheless enjoy it will it lasts, it seems nothing is permanent. So get your cameras and videos to preserve the great show.</div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-58852017902488601102008-05-01T04:11:00.003+08:002008-05-01T04:45:45.381+08:00THEY CAME BACK: THE GREAT GRANDSON OF BROOKE'S ADVERSARY<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYpCXI6ZQwtu6kjcMezpq96Q00HWJ7kDo0eBZ8z5GMFYsuVDDngoTw8m3cOA2xeHjuv5HL9NNPBSwlD0aPDCxVmHrzakk6caJDzxlm-wSzPFD2iOpHcOWdduh5aT2E-LXOI3lN6zMnl1Zc/s1600-h/DSCN2531.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYpCXI6ZQwtu6kjcMezpq96Q00HWJ7kDo0eBZ8z5GMFYsuVDDngoTw8m3cOA2xeHjuv5HL9NNPBSwlD0aPDCxVmHrzakk6caJDzxlm-wSzPFD2iOpHcOWdduh5aT2E-LXOI3lN6zMnl1Zc/s320/DSCN2531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195136373867848658" /></a>This is Zainal bin Latif, the great grandson of Datuk Patinggi Hj. Abdul Gapur. Abdul Gapur was one of Sarawak's earliest nationalist who opposed James Brooke as rajah. Together with Sharip Masahor, fought James Brooke from 1850 to 1860. They were arrested and were banished; Abdul Gapur to Umbai, Melaka while Sharip Masahor to Singapore.<div><br /></div><div>Zainal said his family was only reunited with his relations in Kuching in 2003. One of his daughter was married to one of his distant relative.</div><div><br /></div><div>Zainal came about a week after a great grandson of Grant, an offficer with James Brooke appeared in Kuching.</div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-442782037881657132008-05-01T03:59:00.002+08:002008-05-01T15:23:02.276+08:00EXHUMATION OF BROOKE BROOKE'S WIFE GRAVE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM8CMiOYAsG3jQ_MP4pnKOr1JA1DT1eilzlbGllQSGx3biH0cyAF4S7SB260S7fMLT7leIEj_z3HogEgGcMTyWvln3mTtf8J-7oYoOr83yhUHywaSDhx15SEPXR5FiTsbNhaeMG8p-rKuM/s1600-h/DSCN2489.JPG">Grave diggers began their work<br /><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM8CMiOYAsG3jQ_MP4pnKOr1JA1DT1eilzlbGllQSGx3biH0cyAF4S7SB260S7fMLT7leIEj_z3HogEgGcMTyWvln3mTtf8J-7oYoOr83yhUHywaSDhx15SEPXR5FiTsbNhaeMG8p-rKuM/s320/DSCN2489.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195131808317612994" /></a>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-65865513523552262592008-04-20T23:51:00.006+08:002008-04-26T16:52:14.108+08:00THE COOKING MONKEYS: CHEFS FROM THE JUNGLE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwMtSuVi7_C4p01xO4Ad-vjPwTju2KRdd1_6prGcty960jVKCup01Ldy9opEo2xuVZyfscbMIAPXFP3iJWims3kdpCXNejFchnHmBOeCq80pGQ0emN_fZO1Sq77dEIbGeYw1kDZx8wVti0/s1600-h/DSCN0964picher.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwMtSuVi7_C4p01xO4Ad-vjPwTju2KRdd1_6prGcty960jVKCup01Ldy9opEo2xuVZyfscbMIAPXFP3iJWims3kdpCXNejFchnHmBOeCq80pGQ0emN_fZO1Sq77dEIbGeYw1kDZx8wVti0/s320/DSCN0964picher.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191357318807721266" /></a><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSoeddaUdfsdaHH2_CBmyjT5W6wwuvJag-0jkuEAcmjCYB1suyAxLWRtqw0lMHWfZVWA0noZ5gcFNlNuj2MsWYaSA-BFlRyIRcWbvDo9NF64wDvWGj5KyrTiIAw-9EkCzB8YFjHUymVY2x/s320/DSCN0989jungleorchid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191357323102688578" /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrq1i1DbyhOymy7MgGteuo59IIfAX1b8uNQTncEGPWUJm8Mh-SyD9kVHROXJ4yvZyg4VubGS1HQbhvTxyDN1dgBtN7w4u81GlqDw9QBygmhVLTrrGY1TE-q9r-uV9qRBKPOQo4FIXMty-g/s1600-h/DSCN1006igfern.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrq1i1DbyhOymy7MgGteuo59IIfAX1b8uNQTncEGPWUJm8Mh-SyD9kVHROXJ4yvZyg4VubGS1HQbhvTxyDN1dgBtN7w4u81GlqDw9QBygmhVLTrrGY1TE-q9r-uV9qRBKPOQo4FIXMty-g/s320/DSCN1006igfern.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191356747577070882" /></a>You hope to see many exotic plants when trekking in the virgin <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">rainforest</span>. My fellow travellers and I came across these. At the top is the protected but familiar exotic pitcher plant, in Malay <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">periuk</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">kera</span></span> - monkey cooking pot! Perhaps not so exotic but more frightening because this plant eat up insects that fall inside it. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Carnivorous plant, so be careful. A real big one may swallow big animals. The second photograph is real exotic; real wild orchid and friendly too as it grows near to the ground. The third photograph is a giant fern. I have not seen it before. A real giant and real exotic this one. It is harmless too.</span><div><br /></div><div>Have a camera will travel really. I brought along the new Nikon Coolpix, very light and easy to use. But there many models in the market to shop for a camera for travels.</div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-87779982785968899532008-04-02T10:52:00.005+08:002008-04-02T19:59:46.543+08:00SURVIVORS 3: THEY CAME BACK<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI33-dr4hrn8UKE9GYvxIesdXds83eSH84XgFeNOByEGKQLtjecM4shJCZCDd1qnZuzaYUFwU2PUnfWBWEUmuczAEBlIC3ELmIybT4Nf20SjSX9gter0170Wcdp4XuOM65BxBchrA3N7w9/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCN0048.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184476103244368738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI33-dr4hrn8UKE9GYvxIesdXds83eSH84XgFeNOByEGKQLtjecM4shJCZCDd1qnZuzaYUFwU2PUnfWBWEUmuczAEBlIC3ELmIybT4Nf20SjSX9gter0170Wcdp4XuOM65BxBchrA3N7w9/s320/Copy+of+DSCN0048.JPG" border="0" /></a> David Hustler came back with his wife, Helen and son after 40 years. He came as young British Volunteer Service Overseas (VSO) to teach us in 1967. Some of Class 66-68 student came back for the class reunion with him and family in Lawas. Liaw Kah Ho took this and other photographs with is digital camera and emailed them to me. David, now a retired professor in education at the Manchester Metropoliton University, told confessed he was inspired by us to become a professional and trained teacher when he went back to England in early 1968. He has written a number of books on education, simply search him in Google. If Richard Schatz was remembered more for buying horses from Kota Kinabalu, Sabah and trekked down to Lawas, might be that he wanted to show off American cowboy spirit, David left his mark by starting the Boy Scout and the first whiteman to reach the top of Mount Hustler just across the school compound.<br /><br />During the day they were taken to the local market place. Here David savoured the aromatic, delicious and punget durian, the king of tropical fruit. But Helen and his son could not enjoy this bizzare food.<br /> </div><div>David is a real survivor too like Richard from Whitworth University in Spokane. They still keep in touch. Davi<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBmjIbPIjt186Dsc8uGBDgTigvRU2ezHQjH-tnyFAfV6HrnzTzuMRl0vJmqJg-uhWDp5Ae3Lzh8uakPqZ-qvZqOnGJeXJ4eONsLH1Px1I35yIiv_2hCav83UVIx2hakng5vM0JWzWGFcxq/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCN0052.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184613082636340098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBmjIbPIjt186Dsc8uGBDgTigvRU2ezHQjH-tnyFAfV6HrnzTzuMRl0vJmqJg-uhWDp5Ae3Lzh8uakPqZ-qvZqOnGJeXJ4eONsLH1Px1I35yIiv_2hCav83UVIx2hakng5vM0JWzWGFcxq/s320/Copy+of+DSCN0052.JPG" border="0" /></a>d and his family are spending a few months travelling and touring the world. They flew from London to Singapore by Malaysian Airlines and to Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. Liaw Kah Ho met him there and took them to Lawas. David and his family later trekked to Mulu National Park from Limbang using the Headhunter Trail in the rainforest. From Mulu they went to Miri, the famous oil town, where Cikgu Ibrahim and Bob took care of them. Later they continued their tour to Bintulu, the gas town and met Alias there. After two days in Bintulu the took Air Asia, low cost airlines, to Kuching. A few of us in Kuching entertained him after David and his family spent a few days in the first national park, the Bako National Park within easy reach from the city of Kuching. They then left for Thailand, Kampuchea and Vietnam. Now maybe their back in Manchester, England. Richard is coming back in May 2008.<br /></div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980990582290196613.post-83286203642412701422008-03-31T19:59:00.003+08:002008-03-31T20:11:11.333+08:00CHILDREN OF THE RAINFOREST: A JOURNEY ON THE LEARNING CURVE<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKcpPprudMvyY3ObI3LEAjeoQ5YrpUsIaSu28xjygEKwHn69PK7h6XfRu94O6NVhn6rJubLYfP3rIt9nydSnfopPE4modEt8LjVW-Q1rlTIdrZesOFc02y5X8knzuKT_-Cx1k2H94ri0pj/s1600-h/DSCN0951schcildren.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183876165032594098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKcpPprudMvyY3ObI3LEAjeoQ5YrpUsIaSu28xjygEKwHn69PK7h6XfRu94O6NVhn6rJubLYfP3rIt9nydSnfopPE4modEt8LjVW-Q1rlTIdrZesOFc02y5X8knzuKT_-Cx1k2H94ri0pj/s320/DSCN0951schcildren.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>After a lunch of wrapped <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bario</span> rice, jungle ferns and sardines at about 12pm we continued with our jungle trekking. It was cool and fresh even in this tropical afternoon. After meeting the young Japanese man with a camera and a young Czech couple, we now met school children, about 15 of them. They were student of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bario</span> Secondary School, a government boarding school from the children of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">rainforest</span> in the middle of Borneo.</div>Sanibhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14267711114840284093noreply@blogger.com0