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.
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