Travel Blogs from Kuching
The long house festival, surely is nothing I have experienced before.
Having a chance to look at the house itself from the inside was exciting already. Watching the village guys sitting and drinking outside their doors while playing the guitar was a memorable picture for me right at that minute even tho my cameras buttons weren't clicked just yet.
The village was hidden, small and with a special character to it. I knew not many people knows ...
... park, another park with a long skywalk over the trees, a visit to pay my respects to the war memorial at Ranau (where the death marches ended), and a ridiculously huge lunch ( I ate about 1/4 of it). A good day including some nice country driving, and the cooler elevation, up 1500 metres, was a relief. 29-4-14 The first tour guide put me off my snorkelling plans - he said there was rubbish in the water and any coral was broken by hordes of Chinese tourists. My resort is ...
So today is our last day in Kuching. The weather is hot (very hot), sunny and blue sky.
After an early(ish) breakfast (0720) we walked along the Waterfront, took some photographs around the Old Court House Complex (which is now used as the Sarawak Tourism Complex), St Thomas Cathedral, Padang Merdeka (Independence Square)and then took a Tambang
... the gym and then for a swim, but John needed to eat so we dropped into Puzzle Restaurant to check out the menu; after a quick freshen up and change
we went down to eat.
Gym and swim before breakfast tomorrow me thinks; sad I know but I’m really missing the gym. The bonus here is the gym opens 0600-1000 and the pool 0700-1900. The gym at the Village Court didn’t open till 0900!
Himself has had a bath whilst I write the blog.
... zuchwale wkroczenie na arene wydarzen jednak na tyle przestrasza weza ze ja puszcza i smiga w krzaki - ale to byl widok! Dochodze do bialego szlaku i za chwile ruszam pomaranczowym do koncowego etapu. Ta chwila oczyscie nie jest taka krotka bo ledwo zyje. Jestem strasznie juz zmeczony i ledwo ide a ciezar plecaka ze sprzetem robi swoje. Nagrywam mrowki i lokalne odglosy, odpoczywam. Wrescie docieram do szlaku zoltego. Okazuje sie zabojczy dla kolan bo to ...