first 3 days through borneo were tough and the road only gets harder from here.. im going to find the mental and physical test that i was seeking, and then some.. first of all it is hot, like really hot and humid and even with constant sun block my exposed skin is still burning everyday.. also im getting bitten by many mosquitoes risking getting sick with malaria and fevers.. the landscape is jungle with many rivers and the wildlife here is very unique and abundant.. sleeping in the jungle is very dangerous because of snakes and various animals.. in my hammock i would look like a big human flavored banana to a crocodile! so i will try to stay in or near towns as i get west through the even more remote parts.. so far ive spent every night in rural police stations which has been great.. i pull up and say in bahasa:
'permisi, saya dari jauh dan memakai sepeda kelinling kalimantan.. bisa tidur disii?'
(excuse me, im from far away and trying to cross kalimantan on a bike, can i sleep here?)
the officers are so cool and even woke me up on one occasion to watch soccer and drink beer! i sleep on concrete floors and am grateful for even that when i look out into the mysterious and loud jungle.. was woken up the other night by a rat trying ot get into the bag under my head (i stupidly had food in there).. i was startled and i scared the hell out of the rat too.. afterwards i was thinking:
the rat is a mammal who spends his time trying to find food, female counterparts, and a safe place to sleep.. me too!!! we really arent that different and he means me no harm..
a ridiculous thought i admit but it made me feel comfortable enough to quickly fall back asleep before the 4am arabic chanting would wake me up and signal that it was time to start the day..
'permisi, saya dari jauh dan memakai sepeda kelinling kalimantan.. bisa tidur disii?'
(excuse me, im from far away and trying to cross kalimantan on a bike, can i sleep here?)
the officers are so cool and even woke me up on one occasion to watch soccer and drink beer! i sleep on concrete floors and am grateful for even that when i look out into the mysterious and loud jungle.. was woken up the other night by a rat trying ot get into the bag under my head (i stupidly had food in there).. i was startled and i scared the hell out of the rat too.. afterwards i was thinking:
the rat is a mammal who spends his time trying to find food, female counterparts, and a safe place to sleep.. me too!!! we really arent that different and he means me no harm..
a ridiculous thought i admit but it made me feel comfortable enough to quickly fall back asleep before the 4am arabic chanting would wake me up and signal that it was time to start the day..