SEPILOK, MALAYSIAN BORNEO

Our luck must be improving, because on the bus from the national park to Sepilok this morning I counted only one vomiting child. Yay! (Although that did make me start to wonder if Malaysians really DO throw up more on buses...)

Anyway, we rode this morning for about four hours through more palm plantations and small villages to just outside Sandakan, where we were dropped off at Uncle Tan's "operations base," really just a storefront office with a couple of dorm rooms upstairs. Tomorrow we'll be transported to Uncle Tan's Jungle Camp, deep in the... well, jungle, after visiting the orangutan rehabilitation center here. The idea is to see some real live Bornean jungle wildlife, which should be very cool.

We spent the evening hanging out and talking with some of the other people who are doing the jungle thing too (see below).

People met today:

• Ashley and Laura from Northamptonshire, UK, not a couple, traveling for a year or so like us,
• Ali (short for Alistair), also from the UK, a young lad formerly in the army, and friends of the above two, and
• Becks and Helen, two fun girls also from the UK, on a two-week Malaysian holiday.