To the Land of the Cats, and Back Again...
Monday, August 09, 2010
We had been talking
about attending the Rainforest Music Festival until the cows came home,
took a shower, and went to sleep, and finally, after I made a snap
decision to buy the tickets online, we were set to head over to Kuching
and get our fill of folk music in the middle of a heavily forested
Yoke May, we were able to get rooms at 4 Points (by the Sheraton... so
is it 4 Points or Sheraton?), and we left on a scorching hot Friday
morning (the airport was a literal oven... I became medium
The view from the window...no gremlins on the wing.
The flight was rather quick, and in short order, we arrived in Kuching, all ready to hit the streets and explore the town. Unfortunately, we were all quite tuckered out from the flight (and the 2 hours of sleep some us had the night before), so we just had a bite at the mamak right opposite the hotel, before heading to bed.
Kuching International.4 Points! (5 minutes away from the airport)This is what Sarawak maggi goreng looks like.And this is what ZhaoHengandMay look like.Poor choice of words, perhaps.The hotel room. Comfy is an understatement.Beautiful poolside deco.
So much for painting the town red.
The next day was about walking around town, and getting ready for the Saturday night concert. We left for Santubong, where the cultural village was supposed to be, but we ended up stopping by a random car dealer to ask for directions. The poor fellow didn't know what we were even talking about, but amazingly, she went into the office, looked it up on Google Maps, and even printed out a copy for us to refer to! That was the epitome of the friendliness of the Sarawakians, perfectly captured in our 15 minutes of being lost.
Kuching Town. Clear skies all the way.The little cafe where we had our meal.The coffee was rather good.
After having sampled the friendliness, we made our merry way in our rented cars to the cultural village, where we had to park our cars on the side on the road, and take a banged up shuttle van into the heart of forest. Upon reaching the venue, we immediately started to wander around, and look for drinks and food. Having found a spot, we settled down, and waited for the show to begin.
We felt so welcome.The evening sky was amazingly... scenic.Kohilan walks along a wooden bridge.Awaiting the music.
The concert itself was quite alright, and the music, was, well, folky. After a while, we got a bit restless, and started to wander about. About an hour or two later, we got downright bored, so we decided to brave the mud, and went right down into the mosh pit. (Apparently, it rained pretty heavily the nights before AND after we went, and the mud got rather unbearable. As it was, we were already slipping and sliding away in it)
Muddy feet was the least of our worries. These people sure know how to enjoy themselves.Tired. Sweaty. Muddy. Happy.
I guess that was the fun part, dancing and cavorting away in the middle of an isolated forest with friends, and a huge,huge bunch of friendly strangers. After wildly capering and syok sendiri-ing, we trudged back to our cars, and took the 45 minute drive home, back to heavenly warm showers, and soft beds.
Our Sunday was spent walking around town, in search of the famous tuak, the alcoholic beverage of choice in Kuching. Our search took us to dodgy motels, and quiet alleys, but in the end, it paid off, as we made our way around town lugging bottles of the opaque liquid, much to Joshua's delight.
Here, we were at the famous tattoo parlour called Borneo Headhunters......where Robin, kind as he was, took some time out to talk to us about tattoos.May is happy because of tuak......and that's her carrying ZhaoHeng.The guys, by the riverside.
Night beckoned, and we travelled into town to partake of seafood, at the famous Top Spot, a rooftop seafood eatery. Here, we met Karen and Dennis, who were also in Kuching to witness the event. Sorry for the slip-up in arrangements, Karen! Still good to see you guys, though... =)
Satisfying meal aside, we went back to the hotel to get ready for the World Cup finals, which would be screened on the projector in the lobby of the hotel in which we stayed. Apparently Li Ping and gang were also somewhere in the throng of people sleeping on couches and cushions in the lobby, but since it was pretty dark, I caught nary a glimpse of her. After watching Spain put in the goal, we called it a night, and went back to bed.
Joshua and Kohilan, getting cosy.
Not much took place after that, and we whiled the day away lazing around by the poolside, and committing suicide in the sauna by throwing bucketloads of water into the glowing embers. Before we knew it, we had checked out, and boarded the plane back to smoggy ol' KL.
I'm definitely going to miss the clean air, clear skies, and overly friendly people over there. To Kohilan, ZhaoHeng, Joshua, Esther, and May, you guys make great travelling companions, and kudos to us! for successfully making it back without killing ourselves with our idiocy.
Holidays like these are too few and far in between.
For more photos of our nonsense, click here to view the Facebook album!
Posted at 10:55 pm by IsaacCheah
July 8, 2011 01:43 PM PDT
Nail Me Good is actually intended to be named that way. It's a sense of humor, which apparently a lot of people lacked. No affiliation, etc etc with NMG.
September 19, 2010 11:39 AM PDT
oh oh i saw the Nail Me Good also!!
|soon seng |
August 26, 2010 10:07 PM PDT
taufulo: its really nice! haha...extremely friendly people... and where Cayenne originated from... =)
|soon seng |
August 10, 2010 10:35 PM PDT
hello ms. siah! yes, i did, but its lost somewhere in the limbo of my handphone photos...
and we DID see each other after that! Only once though, granted. Time passes by all too fast. =(
August 10, 2010 05:31 AM PDT
its ok Mr Cheah!! Hey we didn't take a photo??
Anyway, it was good seeing u! else I wouldnt have seen u at all in my short break. See u again this Christmas!