Friday, 31 August 2018

BRUNEI, Bandar Seri Begawan

31st  Aug







This Miri to Brunei bus left Pujut Bus Terminal at 8.15a.m. with only 7 passengers. After crossing the border and completing the immigration formalities, the bus arrived at Bandar Seri Begawan waterfront at 11a.m.


Here I am now in Brunei and glad that I have now covered all the 10 countries in ASEAN. A personal achievement but nothing to boast about.







BSB is the smallest capitals in ASEAN. It’s located on the estuary of Brunei River. Its a city of contrasts. The Sultan is among the wealthiest in the world and it’s subjects though not in absolute poverty but just living by.





 

The city has tall buildings and good infrastructure of roads. It’s a modern city if one look at the business district. Facing the modern city façade, lying in the middle of Brunei river is Kampong
Ayer. This clearly show the two faces of the city. One modern, the other hanged on from its past.

 
 
 


Kampong Ayer (water village) is a historical settlement of Bruneians with cluster of  traditional wooden houses built on stilts on Brunei River. All the houses are accessed and connected by series of wooden platforms walkways and bridges. Hence it’s often dubbed as “Venice of the East” River taxis do roaring business picking passengers between the mainland and the sea village. Most boats can access directly to individual house. Some of the houses are dilapidated while many have satellites dishes.


















Actually, there are many villages within this settlement. I saw mosques as well as a police post. There are even sundry shops and cafeterias. The friendly resident I spoke to told me there is piped water and electricity as well as tv and internet services. She said her grandparents has been living in this present house.
 
 
 
There is also a Chinese temple


MULU back to MIRI

30th Aug

I had early breakfast. I had  a nice chat with  Mulu Village owners, James Baya and wife Brenda. James is the descendent  of the local Berawan tribe. His Great Grandfather is the headhunter chief which migrated from Brunei and moved to settle in Mulu. Brenda is a Singaporean Chinese and was the main motivating force to start this accommodation with a scaled down and modified longhouse. She is now totally immersed and acclimatised living and working in this remote forest environment. We bade farewell.
James and Brenda













The ATR72 aircraft arrived early. We walked to the aircraft for boarding through the aft door. The aircraft was airborne after a short take off run towards the south and make a right turn towards Miri.
Below the flight path and as far as the eyes can see, it’s all green, either plantations or jungle with pockets of houses along the winding rivers. Truly this country is blessed with vast natural resources.


 
 
 




 
 

 



 

A short taxi ride to the city by Grab and I head straight for roast duck and pork rice and then did some shopping. Haversacks, travelling bags, clothing and shoes were sold everywhere and it is cheap. Most of the goods are imitation made in China or Vietnam.

In the evening, I treated myself to 1 kg of local crabs. I pampered myself for all the physically challenged walk while sustaining on simple food inside Mulu National Park.



Then it’s preparation for next morning departure by bus to Brunei.