Somerset Hotel Miri

No.12, Jalan Kwantung Miri, Sarawak, Malaysia

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Bus. Welsh. Food

A travel blog entry by alanhopkins

... for food. We chose to eat next door to the hostel in the end in a rather classy in/outdoor restaurant. The main street was actually quite nice with some nice bars and things but it was a bit more expensive and quiet so we didn't see the point. Had mushroom soup again and then some dish called Beef Hong Kong Thiem noodles, it was decent sort of like beef with noodles and gravy. Went back to the room early start for the Niah ...

Van Bako naar Miri

A travel blog entry by griet-philippe

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... worden. Hilariteit alom :)).

Deze keer neemt onze gids ons mee voor een wandeling langs het strand, de mangroven en het aangrenzende regenwoud. Het leuke aan Bako is dat je heel veel van de wilde dieren vlakbij de park HQ en de lodges kan aantreffen. We ontdekken opnieuw enkele neusapen in de bomen aan het strand en maken kennis met de typische vegetatie en bewoners van de mangrovebossen: kleurrijke vogels & krabjes, talrijke mudskippers, ...

A Hidden Gem

A travel blog entry by lionelrishi

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... Getting back also added to the adventure, as there is no bus stand back - either you cop out and get a taxi or you can flag down any approaching vehicle on the road outside, heading back to Miri, or towards Niah and Bintulu.

We managed to squeeze into a 4x4, with a family who lived in Miri, and were only too happy to drop us back to our guest house - they even made space in the back to take the 3 of us, even though there were two in the back already - all this ...

Biggest sweat

A travel blog entry by schellenberg

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... is pretty shabby. We decide not to have dinner at the hotel since there is only a set menu and is quite expensive so we take our car and head for the next village, about 25 minutes away. After stopping at a fuel station to ask for directions (road maps are useless and road signs are not better) we get to Bekenu where we find a place that looks ok. As we get out of the car it is already dark and we hear thousands of birds chirping around us. They are all over the building, on ...

There is something about Miri.

A travel blog entry by callumswift

... the extortionate taxi fare; so I settled down for and hour or two and kipped on my bag.

Eventually I was joined by a number of other travellers who suffered the same predicament, and we decided to flag a local with a minibus or truck. Eventually we manage to persuade a middleage chap with a Suzuki Rascal to take us into town, ...