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Malaysia Travel Stories

Borneo, Malaysia: My encounter with a Bornean tribe… and other misadventures
- Story by Lisa Kirchner
- 5th Online Issue

Dee extolled the virtues of tomorrow's walk to the five of us huddled around the table.

"You'll want to make sure everything's sealed so it doesn't get wet when you're pushing the boat." The fun didn't end there. The boat ride would end in an 8km slog through a leech-infested jungle.

"The leeches from the ground are just your normal ones, but watch out for the canopy. Tiger leeches, you'll know them by the light stripe on their backs, they sting a bit. Don't try to pick them off when they're drinking or you'll bleed uncontrollably."

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Cameron Highlands, Malaysia: The 'Wild Boy' of Jungle Walk No. 9 - Story by Hauquan Chau
- 5th Online Issue

"You don’t want to go down that way," said the man. He was an older gentleman, with a burly Hemingway aura to him, but with a faint European accent. Swedish maybe? Beside him was a nervous-looking woman, who kept looking over my shoulders, at a distant patch of mangrove trees.

"There’s a wild boy down there," he continued, pointing at the Jungle Walk No. 9 trail that descended slightly and fenced in on both sides by dangling green plants, vines and branches that obscured the windy path towards Robinson Falls where I was headed. He went on: "He doesn’t have any shoes and is covered with dirt. Must have been living in there for his whole life. Like Tarzan. He was waiting for us in the bushes down further. Be careful."

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Malaysia: It's also about the people - Story by Angela LCW
- Premier Online Issue

Curry chicken, wok-tossed char-kway teow (flat rice noodles), steamy coconut rice, a smorgasbord of other delectable Malaysian dishes.

A blend of smells, a potpourri of hunger-taunting aromas.

A whirl of activity, a hungry crowd, constantly moving bodies of people – laughing, walking, rushing— eating, drinking, chatting.

I was in line at one of the food stalls in Malaysia; waiting for my turn to be served and wondering what I should eat, when a particular dish caught my attention.

It's funny how a familiar smell, sight, or sound can jog one's memory and immediately transport a person back in time. For me, that day at the food stall, it was celery and chicken…

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