Day 666: Such a Chill
28.10.10: I awoke with my teeth chattering like I was camping naked under the stars in Svalbard: my jumper, jeans, waistcoat, sleeping-bag AND blanket were not enough to shield me…
Day 665: The Battle of Brunei II
27.10.10: Urgh, I thought as my mobile blipped my alarm: not again. Today’s mission – very much like last Wednesday’s, was to make it through bloody great boring Brunei. By…
Day 664: Return To Sanda
26.10.10: It was early afternoon before the ship pulled into Sandakan. I’m now going to be backtracking over the exact route I took last week, so if you like you…
Day 663: And The World Will Be Better For This
25.10.10: I was woken by Jenn knocking on my hotel room door at 7.25am. It was time to go. We grabbed some breakie in the Chowking restaurant downstairs and then…
Day 662: Surviving Zamboanga
24.10.10: After a (much needed) lie-in I head out to the park 'Jardin Maria Clare Lobregat' with Jenn, safe in the knowledge that ladyboys to Muslim fundamentalists are like garlic…
Day 661: The People’s Republic of Spock
23.10.10: I had purchased a AC ticket for the ferry to The Philippines. I didn’t really know what the difference would be, but after sleeping in cockroach central on the…
Day 660: A Tale Of Two Rangas
22.10.10: Another late night followed by another early morning: I ejected myself from by bunk at 7am and was already at the seaport for 8am, not that it made any…
Day 659: Gods And Monsters
21.10.10: Up at 8am and onto the bus to Sandakan – the port town where the boat leaves for country 182: The Philippines. Happily, the bus left on time, but…
Day 658: The Battle of Brunei I
20.10.10: Although when seven o’clock wheeled around with alarming speed I thought sod it and hit the snooze button. Today I needed to fight my way through Brunei to the…
Day 657: Precious Cargo
19.10.10: Before dawn could shift her crack off my face we were at the border that separates Indonesian Borneo (Kalimantan) from Malaysian Borneo (in this case, Sarawak). Malaysian Borneo made…