The very, very small Mulu airport
(Excluding the airstrips, it is smaller than an average semi-D house)
(Excluding the airstrips, it is smaller than an average semi-D house)
The East Malaysia trip lasted for a week. First Miri, Mulu, back to Miri and then Kota Kinabalu. Within Sarawak & Sabah, there is only one flight service: MasWings.
This is the view from my window seat in the journey from Miri to Mulu
All in all, it was a smooth trip. Unless you count my dad breaking his glasses on the first day. Not only that, I think I seen enough caves to last me for a lifetime. In Mulu, if you don't see caves, then you got nothing else to do. Seriously. Mulu is so kampung-ish and is surrounded by vast amout of tropical forest. All the supplies such as Milo, rice, petrol, drinking water etc are all flown in. In Miri, there are a lot of oil and timber tycoons. Miri is a much bigger town than Mulu, but it is still quite boring. Kota Kinabalu is undergoing rapid development. Walking in the city during daytime, its like slogging it out back in KL (minus the skyscrapers). If you are wondering why I wasn't at prom, this East Malaysia trip was one of the three reasons.
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