The walk was finally over. I was so glad since our body is wet and smelled of mud. Escaped from the jungle and signed off, we headed back to the jetty. A bus was waiting there so we quickly hopped onto it (actually we planned to visit the Buntal village but time did not permit us to do so).
Rain started pouring again. We stopped by the shop lots and bid goodbye to Alan. Since the monsoon rain was coming strong, we decided to have a late lunch at the open air market, which is not open air at all. I order another bowl of Kolo noodle, which was nothing similar to the one we had yesterday. The soya drink was very fresh and is recommended in a guide I read yesterday.
Back to the hostel, 6 backpackers/students from Spain checked in the dorm. Only one of them can speak and understand English better and her name was Christina. Pablo is hot though.
Anyway, I had a little chat with her. Before I continue, we were being told by Chan that Muhyddin was coming to the school located right behind our hostel. Kids were practicing clapping and bands were busy strumming their stuff.
So Muhyddin appeared on the TV during news so I told her that the guy in the screen is our Deputy PM and was here at the school in the afternoon. For kolo noodle sake, I spent more than 3 minutes explaining what deputy PM is and she still couldn’t understand. Forget it. I gave up communicating with her for boob-watching since she was wearing a low-cut anyway.
As they left for dinner at night, we went ours.
Thought of finding a Cafe called Nori 10 but failed. It's a Dayak traditional family-run restaurant but at the end we found Top Spot Food Court, which turns out to be a seafood heaven located at an open air building at level 6. Lots of fresh living seafood. We thought seafood might be a little too expensive. Among all the seafood stalls, we found a tiny steak stalls so I ordered a beef steak. which tasted like shxt. Don't ever try that stall with Maggi signboard.
But Seng Ching and I ordered a plate of curry Bamboo clam. Ehm~ first time eating this kind of creature. It tastes great!
After dinner, we went to the office to grab people to talk with us. Then we found Nik, a photojournalist who has stayed at B&B for more than 4 years (he was from Kelantan).
He introduced us many places where usually tourists do not get to go. And wherever we go, he said, all we need to do was to announce his big name and we will be welcomed. He was such a talker. It was interesting for the first one hour. His voice became drowsier in my head after talking for almost 3 hours.
And he is one unethical photojournalist as he shared with us his experience in collecting pictures in places like hospital. But I guess journalists need to be unethical at some point to get what they want.
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