Sea stacks, Bako
but this wasn't our last encounter with these mischievous creatures. Going back, two of these monkeys leaped out of the trees right in front of Debra and started grunting at us. She screamed, I screamed. I ran forward and she ran back on the bridge on which we were walking. The monkeys kept advancing toward Deb, she was freaking out but eventually, she followed my advice and ran for it. We rushed back to base camp and rewarded ourselves with a cold beer to follow the doctor's orders (when Deb was sick in Austria, the doctor told her she wasn't drinking enough beer- apparently it helps to replenish electrolytes). While we were having animal issues, Alissa, Dave and Andrew were having problems of their own with wild boars sniffing their bags. Fortunately, the boars were more interested in chomping on nearby palm oil than digging through the bags so they avoided a "King of the Flies" episode.
|At the boat terminal... we were here forever|
Even the bus home didn't drop us where we got picked up but we stopped for a delicious traditional Malaysian dinner at a pretty classy waterfront place. We felt a little bad since in our sweaty, salty hiking clothes but once we started eating, we were so euphoric that we didn't care. Deb and Alissa were literally swooning over their Laksa at the Jim Brooke restaurant.