It will be a short section about how many interesting things can be done within 48 hours.
On Thursday, March 2, I got up early (but not so early again because Thursday is the Środa, and on Wednesday, probably all the readers will remember that day in Singapore is a party), I ate something and started getting ready to leave the house . It was supposed to be a very pleasant day - Asia and Bartek, subsequent to the Polish visitors, this time my - landed in Singapore at 16.30, also could not wait to see them. The plan was this - they answered, we're going to live, we see a bit of Singapore, and in the evening take the train and go for a few days into the jungle of Malaysia. Mechanically I went to the airport from further to see if they land on time - the sixth sense, it turned out that they have 3-hour delay, or end up with 19.10, and the train departs 21.05. Beautiful, went to sleep for two wonderful hours, I got up and walked out.
Singapore is a small country, the map looks like a dot in comparison to the great neighbors, however, is not so small to travel to the airport was not wieeeelką expedition. Different subway lines, connecting, minimum hours one way. Without drinking water - for drinking in the subway stations, in trains, everywhere, 1000zł penalty. After the event. At the airport, changing the terminal - which is the next train, then 34 different escalators, passageways and corridors, and finally, after about 2 hours from leaving home, I found myself before leaving No 21, where Asia and Bart will be published soon in my eyes.
I found a beautiful place to sit, such a little further from the exit, but I've seen everything perfectly, and sat down. 19.10. The plane wheels touched the ground. According to my calculations, you should show me around 19.35 at the earliest, but no later than 19.50. If one takes into account how long it takes to go through signapurską abroad, especially when it exceeds the first time and you do not know where it is shorter, faster and better to go, the chances for a train to zdążenia jungle declined dramatically. A train is the share that is a jungle Driven for two daily at 8 am and 9 pm, and that the train runs 8 hours, it makes no sense to take this morning, because you lose the whole day, much better to take this evening and sleep on the train.
So I sit there, sit and sit, I do not have to talk to someone, and my thoughts begin to wander through a variety of strange areas. I looked at my watch - 19.40. They should be at any moment. People come out for quite some time, take suitcase, go through the gates, greet each other with close and melts somewhere in anonymous airport noise. I wait. The crowd waiting before slowly starts to thin. 19.50. I sit in Turkish in my nice spot near the fountain, I hear the splash of water, and not at all nervous, slowly I accept the fact that they do not have time to train today and we'll go to the jungle tomorrow, I sit and think to myself something like, "No art is to tell myself that I can wait, after the first five minutes. The longer you sit and wait, the more you recognize the true nature of waiting (it seems to me that the remains of the Ludlum books and Forsyth'a, which is fed in his youth:), of all those killers and komandosach, trained in waiting without drgnięcia for several days, I do not know.) In Anyway do not get nervous, do not grab for teledon ( if they had a problem, he would have phoned ), I sit and think. 20, 20.10, 20.15. Calling Charles - where are they? What plan? - I do not know, do not have them yet. I'm sitting. About 20.30 I started thinking that maybe I should stop to camp near the gate No 21 at which are the only people waiting for arriving from Taipei and Jakarta and Amsterdam is no longer anyone, even the flight is no longer displayed on the board, and imagine I'm a damn desert monk-trained assassin (because I was sitting there without drgnięcia, really: D) and call them.
As I thought, so I did. I called the Asia and ask:
- Hey, where are you?
- heee! On the bus, and why?
- eeee .. in which the bus?
- well, at the airport?
- but all of your flight has already left!
- Jurek, what are you talking about? We're on the bus to the airport. You realize that we will be in Singapore tomorrow, right?
No. Behind. I looked at the flight number and time, and not on a date. Our entire itinerary has shifted by one day, thank God, that the reservation for nothing, I decided to pay for the trip after exactly five hours of nothing. Well, apart from the incarnation of the role of a killer desert for a moment.
Okay, enough digression. The next day I repeated the exact same things out of the house, a car, second car, change, subway, airport, train at Terminal 1, stairways, hallways, stairs, gate No. 21 Two hours.
Asia with Bartek descended normally, went through the normal check, we met and from that moment begins the 48 hours, which I will describe in this entry.
Initially we had to spend five days in the jungle - a colleague Canada, Julie, told us that the jungle is amazing, there's so many things to see, and that five days is not enough - lianas, gorillas, rivers, waterfalls, in a word - Tarzan.
So Bart and Asia immediately after landing in Singapore went to our apartment, they left things that we went to eat something and after 3 hours after placing the foot on Singapore soil, and 16 hours after takeoff from the snow-covered Polish, everyone - Asia, Bartek, Charles and I - boarded a train to Malaysia.
This was the our train
About 3.39 the train had come to the town of Jerantut, where we had to wait until 8.30 to take the bus to Taman Negara, or the jungle. We had no idea what we'll do for 4.5 hours at some abandoned station in Malaysia, but we had no choice. It turned out to our great luck that the train was late and arrived at 6.30 Jerantut. On the spot, it turned out that you do not need to take the bus, which actually have to wait until 8.30, but you can transport services offered by local carriers, that is, from Polish to ours, to pay 25 zł per car, piercing will take us to the harbor where we take a boat, which then reach exactly to the jungle. In the meantime, we met Sven, globetrotter from Germany, and were now in the top five. Of course, we decided to select heavily promoted by the local tourist industry (ie drunks-drivers, who shouted that we took their car and not the opposite). Make sure you have seen photos of the car in which we rode. Speedometer stopped at 40, everything shaking, fluttering,'s old - you could not be sure of anything.
and it's hallowed
boarded, Sven, as the largest, sat down in front, the four of us (Asia across all lying on the lap) behind. The driver started the engine howled, the car groaned, but moved. The driver stands out among others absence of two front teeth, which is the lack of permanently exhibited by a wide smile, he stopped after two hundred meters, got out and said that he has a drink. He went and came back after a few minutes. On the question Sven, what to drink answered - note - quoted departure:
Sven: What did you drink?
Driver: Rice wine.
S: Rice wine!
D: Ah! Can not drink, can not drive!
Then he focused on driving, and driving so that we were all heart on my shoulder. Mama do not know whether poczułaś sting in the heart of any on Friday March 3 at midnight, but there were moments when we were really close to the breaking point, and we burst from the mouth of stifled cries. Can not drink, can not drive.
Somehow we arrived, however, that the boat dock somewhere in the middle of Malaysia, where we ate breakfast in a beautiful local pub, combined with the house, where we operate a local family, you no teeth, no teeth daughter, it's clear that strong women learned life. Zaserwowaliśmy the local specialties, which is about Rice and pasta with various inventions, from flowers to animal parts (and is good to remember that it was then maybe 7, and Asia, and Bart in Asia were not even 12 hours) and then bought tickets the boat, helped to pay a license to capture images (5 € per person) and uiściliśmy entrance fee to the jungle (1zł per person) and sailed the blue distance a river of mud-colored, meandering through the deepest jungle.
our boat
Along the way, in the rare moments when I could not sleep (and the trip lasted 3 hours), I saw a fantastic view, such as large lizards and herd dżunglokrów grazing on the riverbank, whether the monkeys jumping on the tips of the trees - but then again I fell asleep and when I was awake, and I slept very deeply (night in the train was not the most pleasant), it took me a few moments to understand what and how, why am I on some boats, around I a jungle, I just landed on a shore where some strange people stand and stare at me. But then I remembered everything. I'm in the jungle, well yes.
story about a local approach to the time and effort. We got off the boat and headed toward our steps to the Tourist Information Center. There we caught a boy and asked him about the accommodation. After clarifying the expectations of our accounts, we find an interesting place. We asked you if you have a spare miescja, can check it out, we did not go for nothing, because it is so hot that they do not want us to live, we are after a night on the train, rally from a drunkard and muddy river rafting, we would like to wash and come back to life, not a walk in a circle from one hostel to another. He said that, of course, can check it out, give me a minute, I'll call you. Then he picks up the phone, dials - it does not work, hangs up, puts her back, twists - is a combination of both - for about two minutes talking to someone and then hangs up. It is not sure the person you spoke to, is not able to give him a credible answer (probably another drunk-driver:)). Then he will go there and will know, and we sit down and wait a moment. OK. So he takes the engine, it fires, withdraw from among other engines, one arrives at the road and disappears. We sit and admire the views, because they do not face it, this is the first time in the jungle and everything around is us new and interesting enough that it is not realized, when the boy returned. Places are you waiting for us. OK, thanks. And far is it at all? Not far away, you leave here on the road (and sweeping hand gesture, symbolizing the exit to the road, which at this point may have been some 4m from him) and left and after about 5 minutes left, he said.
Following his advice, went out on the road, which took us about 2 seconds, and we go to the left. After 5 minutes we found ourselves in an area where there was no hotel, no nothing only the asphalt and the sun. We went back to the first buildings, and we ask for our hostel. We were told that we have passed that you have to go back. We started to walk back, this time asking in every possible place where Agoh Chale. In the end we managed to find it. What it turned out?
place where our friend, double ring, riding on a motorcycle and told us to go for 5 minutes, it was 20 M, fence in fence (I went and measured the because I could not believe it), from his booth! Before he retired and fired his motor, long zdążyłby go there and come back! Also, local appreciate your time and do everything at a pace that, God forbid, does not require them any nadprogramowego effort, like the elderly sycilijscy sitting on a bench in the shade of an olive tree, zajadający meeting with the donkey and the contemplative nature of the universe. Do not rush in general:)
After installing and taking a refreshing shower, we set out to conquer the jungle. Within a few hours we made a mad pace (and not measured by the local scale, really mad, because we took the wheel 13.30, and some things they closed around 3, and we had to hurry) Big Hill (the name given by me), Big Mud bath (j / w) and closed half an hour Rope Bridges. We have spent the whole day, we saw wonderful views, huge, ancient trees (Taman Negara, so called because the the jungle, is the oldest tropical forest in the world, older than the forests of the Amazon - I have no idea how they are supposed to be able to prove and if it is not a cheap marketing trick, but no so they say), lianas, large bamboos, and of the most important - the animals! There were This, of course, lions, tigers or elephants, just as the jungle was a bit of tourism, not when it comes to people, because there was no nikoguteńko (do not know why I took that word - ed.) but there were paths, characters, except that it was not that far from civilization that substitutes from which we started, and to meet these animals, you need to grow into a real jungle, far and deep, but we saw such big lizards, but the really great, check out the pictures! and giant ants. As for the short trip is a very good result, because Sven, the globetrotter, whirled in the jungle all day and did not find anything! We met again, right at the entrance to the jungle, some kurczakopodobne something, a few pieces of it properly. These black do not know what, that if ugly chicken. As we saw, it is fucked up in the jungle, and that spieprzająca chicken is not for us with some extraordinary experience, and not at all zaliczyliśmy this to some interesting jungle prey. Until the closed half an hour we met a pair of rope bridges, English, biology and photography geeks who told us excited about what we have already seen, where already were, what images have already done that already have a butterfly jakiegośjakiegoś, orangutan przedniozłotozębnego (kidding, of course, the point is that focused only on specific animals, because they normally have all recently seen and photographed ) and at one point, with a book describing all the animals living in the jungle in their hands, sighed deeply and said to be completely happy that lacks only this one, the only - and here paused - bird, which never I can not find - he said, pointing to the cover of the book on which the most prominent place was occupied OUR KURA !!!!!
It turned out that it's ugly, spieprzające something that some mega-rare and well-hiding bird species, of which this poor man so persistently sought:) And we'll go so zlekceważyliśmy:) Also
summa summarum seen mega rare hen-bird, big lizards and giant ants. Photos of the jungle:
I am on the trunk
twisted tree
road was not easy
it was not a light walk; p
had to use different means - the photo Karol leaping from trunk to trunk with lianas
To reach the top!
Hot Half Hours From Rope Bridge
Now pets! :
ant - giant. Look at my finger.
Lizard. This is not a picture of Zoom!
After returning to our hotel we were wrecks. So great effort in tropkialnym sun, without prior preparation, he gave us all the characters. Returned to the hotel and there was an unexpected return on our journey, namely Charles and Bartek came up with the idea to go away. To what? To go from here. We were in the jungle? We were. We saw the pets? We saw. We sailed river? We sailed. We want to sleep in the cabins of worms? We do not want.
Then why do not we go to Kuala Lumpur?
Such movement in general was not planned. KL is some 400 km from the jungle, and we've come up with this idea about 19, or after 7 hours of stay in the jungle:). But for wanting nothing difficult. Find a local taxi driver-prywaciarza, who willingly agreed to provide us to Kuala Lumpur. On the margins - Kuala Lumpur is Muddy River:). He came after us around 21 and went on the road. At this point, with Bartek Asia were in Asia, 25 hours, slept one night on the train, all łazili days in the jungle, and now spent their second night in a row in the middle of some vehicles, this time in a speeding car to KL (this time without rice wine, the driver just said "can not smoke, can not drive" and smoked a cigarette at an open window.
to Kuala Lumpur we arrived around 3 in the night, find a hostel, where all We fell into bed and fell asleep within seconds - believe me, we needed it - everyone except Bart, who took a shower and went out at night to experience KL. The next day we learned, that he returned by 6, not seeing nothing but prostitutes, transvestites and rats. We all got up by 10 (and could sleep up to 10 in the evening, believe me, but not after this we came to Kuala Lumpur to sleep there, the more that the seven hours we returned to Singapore - this time by bus) and went exploring. We saw the most important thing to see in KL, namely the Petronas Towers, until recently the tallest buildings in the world, under which the Bartek gave up his passion for travel, which is known in some circles, that jumps to the fountains - unfortunately there was not anything spectacular at the disposal of fountains, the only artificial lake płyciutkie, however, stroke was made. He was so fast that no one was able to register it, and we do not support any evidence of this story, but available on request, to eye relationship:)
Petronas Towers
Profanity in the toilet: D
The Petronas Towers went shopping for a cheap, local shopping mall - Malaysia is famous for counterfeit products - where I bought a few DVDs, which then failed I smuggled to Singapore, and besides, I lost my wallet. Someone stole it from me, I do not know when, I do not know how, in any event, I lost it forever. And I got him on this Christmas! And inside was my brand new, the March scholarship! I'm learning, and Malaysians get my scholarship! : / /! The only thing that comforted me, somehow, the fact that half an hour before I bought the shoes and paid in cash: D
After shopping we took a taxi, caught a bus that we got to Singapore, thus ending our lasting exactly 48 hours journey. During the first 50 hours of stay in Asia, Asia, and Bart, who at the time they land in Singapore for a 16 hour flight, we have covered a total of approximately 1000km, we were in the jungle in Kuala Lumpur, and we slept in the train car and in general we can say that not wasting time. After returning to Singapore probably slept 15 hours, woke up the next day afternoon.
Also, in sum, the jungle and Kuala Lumpur, two more points on the map of Southeast Asia, included!
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