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Sunday 13 January 2013

Taman Negara

03/01/13 to 07/01/13 – After taking an early bus from KL to Jerantut, we then took another bus to Kuala Tahan at the edge of the world’s oldest rainforest, Taman Negara national park.  We arrived mid-afternoon and had ample time to explore the small village and chat to a guide about the trails and what there was to do in the area. We ate at a floating restaurant and returned to our guesthouse in the dark, meeting lots of frogs and beetles on our way back.  It had rained a lot in the past few days and weeks, and we had caught the back of the rainy season here.



The following day we decided to try a short walk through the jungle to get a feel for the terrain and the state of the trails.  We did a short 5km loop, including the ‘canopy walkway’ which was the main attraction for families and day-trippers to the park.  Nestled 40 metres up in the trees, this was supposed to enable us to see the abundance of wildlife in the upper canopy.  Unfortunately, we didn’t see any animals, probably due to it being the middle of the day and other tourists making a fair bit of noise as they walked through the forest.  We decided we would need to go deeper into the jungle if we were going to spot anything more interesting than monkeys, small lizards and leeches (which were out en masse).  In Taman Negara there are Tigers, wild Elephants, Slow Lloris and Hornbills, as well as many other species which are unique to Malaysia.  Taman Negara is 150 million years old and has never been cultivated or interfered with.  It is also home to the Orang Asli aboriginal tribes people. 



We decided to do a 2 day trek with an overnight stop at a hyde some 13km away (for £1 a night, it was our cheapest accommodation and a great way to save some money as well as being fun) .  We didn’t think 13km sounded a lot (thinking how much we walk at home normally) and we were sure we could make it quicker than the 6 or 7 hours the guide told us it would take.  We set off with a lighter than usual backpack and trudged our way through the jungle.  To begin with the trek was fairly easy, and we looked around in the trees trying to pick out some animals.  As the day wore on, the air got warmer and more humid, and sweat was covering us from head to toe.  We took 3 litres of water each for the 2 days, and realised that we were drinking much more than we expected.  The route was quite hilly and we constantly had to look at our feet to make sure we didn’t miss a step in the muddy up and down, up and down (and to avoid the leeches).











Early in the afternoon we heard something rustling in the foliage in front of us.  Suddenly a Monitor Lizard about 4 feet in length ran across the trail in front of us and down the hill towards the river.  We tried to get a second look to take a photo, but it was gone.  We struggled along the route crossing several streams, hoping to see a bridge that we were expecting to cross to be just one hour from the hyde.  It felt like it would never come.  Finally we found the bridge and this gave us the boost we needed.  Soon afterwards we came across some Orang Asli women who were walking barefoot (and topless) through the mud on their way back from washing in the river, despite the leeches.  We were having to ration our water at this point. It was a relief to make it to the hyde, and we found there was another guy there.  He was from Brighton and we had a chat for a good while, which must have scared away the wildlife as we were seeing nothing through the window of the hyde.   As we were enjoying our ‘Fish and Chips’ dinner of cold, tinned Mackerel in tomato sauce and Crisps, we saw a Hornbill (with an orange nose) fly high above us between the trees.  The sun had set and it was getting gloomy now, and we waited in silence to see if more animals would come.  Flora went to the back of the hyde and saw a a racoon/otter-like animal on the stairs of the hyde.  We later learned this was a ‘Civet’.  An hour or more passed and we saw nothing else, but could hear a million noises.  It was now dark and we could see several fireflies lighting up in front of us.  High above the stars were very clear and we could see more stars in the sky than we ever imagined were up there.



We eventually went to bed, although sleep was difficult due to the noise outside and we were lying on hard wooden beds with no mattress.  We could hear birds, monkeys and squirrels jumping around on the roof and the trees nearby, and we thought we would never sleep. Eventually, somehow we managed to drift off.  In the night Flora awoke to hear a snuffling, grunting noise outside (which sounded a bit like a pig).  She got up and looked out of the window with her torch and saw a strange looking animal foraging around in the bushes. This is how she described the animal to us in the morning:

“It was sort of like an elephant, but with a smaller trunk
and smaller ears… and it was wearing a T-shirt”

The first two people to email us with the correct name of this animal will win a prize .

The following day Dave woke to hear something jumping up and down on his rucksack.  He shone the torch on it and it was a squirrel.  He chased it away and realised that it had chewed a hole in his bag to get at some bread that was inside.  This meant our carefully planned meals were disrupted, and we would now need to eat tinned tuna from the can, rather than in a sandwich.  We made our way back to Kuala Tahan via a different route, which was even more muddy, but a bit flatter.  On the way back we saw some Orang Asli men on their way to go hunting, carrying their blowpipes and darts.  We were amazed how quickly they could walk even in the mud. We also met a guide with a french couple for a day trek and they asked us what we saw. When Flora explained the animal she saw to the guide, he knew exactly what she meant and said she was quite lucky to have seen one. We made it back to Kuala Tahan late afternoon, and went straight to the cafĂ© to get a well-deserved drink and admire our leech bites.  Dave was a real mess. His shorts were ripped and he had quite a lot of blood on his shorts due to the leeches. We reckon he could have easily said that he'd been attacked by a tiger and survived the jungle experience.

When we got back to the guesthouse, the owner gave us some washing powder and few buckets and invited us to go to the back of the garden to do our washing.  Even though they had a laundry service, we believe they didn't want to do ours for any money after seeing the state we were in.  We washed the mud and sweat from our clothes, and the following morning left Kuala Tahan to make our way back to Kuala Lumpur, where we would get a connecting bus to Lumut on the west coast of the peninsular Malaysia.

Kuala Lumpur


31/12/12 to 03/12/12 -  Our first feeling of KL was very high tech and a bit like a futurist town with all these interchanging freeways way above and below our heads.  We actually struggled to reach our hotel from KL station even if it wasn’t far from it (the tricky bit was working out where the walkway went as it was separate from the roads).  After a quick walk around central KL and Merderka Square, we then had a rest (as we’d arrived early in the morning) to be ready to go to a pool + BBQ party organised by a girl from Couchsurfing at her place in the evening.  It was nice to meet some locals and other people from all over the world (Indonesian, Indian, American, Russian, South African…).  We had a nice time and good tips for the rest of our trip.  We then went to KLCC (Kuala Lumpur Convention Centre – Petronas Towers) to see the fireworks there and see in the New Year and walked home for a good night’s sleep.


On New Year’s day we walked around Chinatown and Little India.  We went to the central market and did a long walk through the main park area of KL.  Here there was a Planetarium (with a reproduction of Stonehenge and an ancient Chinese sundial, a Bird Park (that was a bit pricey so we didn’t go in) and an Orchid Garden (which was free, so we did go in).  We finally saw the (slightly bad taste) war memorial on top of the hill, before heading to Bintang district in search of true Malaysian food, although all we found was Chinese and Thai.  We found one place which was a Malay/Indian restaurant and so we ate there. 

The next morning we took a train to Batu Caves, which was slightly underwhelming.  This was a cave complex that had been turned into Hindu temples and was heavily populated with pesky monkeys.  We didn’t stay too long, and heading back to KL to go up the 435m KL Tower.  The view from the top was impressive, as was looking up at the tower from below against the dramatic thundery sky.  From the top we spent some time looking around counting helipads and (somewhat enviously) admiring the rooftop swimming pools of all the swanky hotels.
We finished off our time in KL with a Chinese meal before getting up the next morning to make our way into to the jungle.



Kota Bharu

28/12/12 to 30/12/12 - After a boat and minibus back to Trang and a couple more minibuses from Trang, we ended up at the Malay-Thai border at Sungai Kolok.  On the Thai side between Yala and Sungai Kolok, we passed lots of small checkpoints handled by the military and we could feel there was tension in the area.  Luckily, at this time it was fine.

We arrived at Sungai Kolok and we crossed the border (a bridge) by foot.  It was actually the easiest and weirdest border crossing we went to.  Just one lady sitting there, stamping our passports.  No finger prints, no paper work to do, no questions.  Then we walked through a metallic detector door with nobody around to check whatever… so we crossed it.  It obviously beeped twice (once for me and then again for Dave) and we stood there for a few seconds expecting a security guard to stop us.  There was still nobody around so we walked out and added an extra hour to our clocks.

Straight away, we took a cab to take us to Kota Bharu and were dropped in front of our first choice guesthouse. The rooms were more expensive than we thought but by luck we met a Canadian guy who told us that one of his friends had a guesthouse nearby.  The Canadian guy seemed surprised to see us in Kota Bharu and asked us why we were there.  We told him that our plan was to go to the island next door at Pulau Perhentian.  He smiled and told us that it wasn’t the season and the island is closed in winter due to the monsoon, but if we waited until February, we might be lucky. At this point we were a bit gutted but arrived at this guesthouse which was cheap, clean and with a quite relaxing atmosphere.  Two guys in their mid-20’s reminded me of the time when I used to have housemates.  They were playing guitar, surfing the net, chilling on the sofa and watching blockbuster movies.



The next morning we went to the local market and had our first Malaysian breakfast/lunch. We were happy as it was very diverse, nice and cheap. On top of that we were given some spoons and forks to eat our meal as all the others (locals) ate with their fingers (right hand only).  Then we went to the tourism office to know a bit more about the Perhentian islands and the rest of Peninsular Malaysia. The man from the tourist office confirmed what the Canadian said and proposed us a series of activities in Kota Bharu (cooking class, kite making and shadow puppet making).  It was quite expensive and we didn’t really fancy these sort of things.  We finished and signed the book and noticed that the last tourist who visited the tourism office came 3 days ago.



We decided to pay a visit to the cultural centre, the place to go to learn about Malaysian culture. When we turned up there, there was a Muslim wedding reception taking place and we were invited to eat some local food with them.  We didn’t eat a lot as we had our lunch just 2 hours before, but we tried a bit of everything (especially the desserts).  People were friendly and came to talk to us.




In the evening, we went to the only pub in town for another Spurs game which finished like the one Dave watched in Lao, but this time the aerial had a problem due to the bad weather.  In few seconds the rain was striking hard on Kota Bharu.  The next day we were off to KL (as the ‘in’ people say for Kuala Lumpur).

Summary of Thailand


KINGDOM OF THAILAND

Distance travelled: 2401km
Snakes encountered: 1

Modes of transport: Boeing 747, Airbus 320, train, longboat, Longtail boat, bus, minibus, tuk-tuk, motorbike, bicycle, kayak, taxi.

Favourite places: Ayuthaya, Ubon Ratchathani. Koh Mook.

Favourite music: Doo Ter Dum (Job 2 Do), Aluna Part II (Aluna) .

Our Route:

Wednesday 9 January 2013

Koh Mook... or Koh Muk



20/12/12 to 27/12/12 - After landing in Bangkok, we decided to go straight to Ko San Road, where we would catch a bus which would take us to Koh Mook. Unfortunately (or fortunately), when we asked different agencies if there was a bus to go to Koh Mook, they told us that they didn’t run buses directly to Koh Mook and that we had to go independently by taking an overnight train to Trang and then take a mini bus + boat to reach our destination.



We had done some research beforehand and decided that Koh Mook was a good compromise for what we wanted as a little Christmas break (sometimes you need a holiday, even on holiday).  Koh Mook had nice beaches, good snorkelling, was laid back and relaxing, not too expensive and especially not too developed).


After 20 hours journey altogether through heavy rain, we arrived on Koh Mook.  We felt the real Thailand, with lovely, smiling, friendly people who said ‘hello’ (or ‘sa-wa-di-kaa/khrap’) every time we passed them.  Luckily, the weather got better for the rest of our stay.  It still rained a few times, but mostly at night.  To go to our guesthouse (Garden Resort/Dada Restaurant), we crossed the fishing village, where people were making some crab traps made of bamboo, pounding spices into curry paste or repairing their boats (between snoozing in their hammocks).


Our guesthouse was run by a nice local family and Dada (the cook and host of the guesthouse) was proud to tell us that she was born on the island and therefore, knew every little secret about it (such as where were the best snorkelling spots, were to eat, what to do, etc).  Twice we hired a canoe from her for the day, with all the gear included, to go to Sabai beach, the Emerald cave (were pirates used to hide their treasure) and swam with hundreds of fish of every size, shape and colour.



We probably had the best food in Thailand (from tasty curries to fish and seafood BBQs on the beach) and the best since the beginning of our trip too.  Dada had her own curry recipe too which she called Koh Mook Original Curry, which was gorgeous and different to the usual Thai curries.

On Xmas day, after lazing on the beach and eating at Dada’s fish barbeque, we walked past a small bar made of bamboo overlooking the bay.  We listened to the local live music and were offered a whole grilled fish and "aperitif crackers" to go with our drinks.  We danced, sang and had some fun with the locals with some Job2do songs.

Summary of Myanmar (Burma)

REPUBLIC OF THE UNION OF MYANMAR (BURMA)

Distance travelled: 1524km
Snakes encountered: 0
Scorpions encountered: 1

Modes of transport: Airbus 320, longboat, 'arctic' bus, tuk-tuk, bicycle

Favourite places: The Caramel Factory, Old Bagan, Downtown Yangon, Floating villages on Inle Lake.

Funniest moments: Being shown how to open a banana (upside down).

Our Route: