Everyone Here Looks Like Pirates...

Day 11. Another delightful bus journey! This time it was from Sepilok to Mt. Kinabalu - and yet more road cafe yuk food was had! This, and the bus journey, made Emma feel vey queasy! And sitting next to her on the bus, my poking and prodding did nothing to alleviate her problems!
During the journey we had good views of the bastad hill that we'd soon have to climb! We also watched some pirated films (inc. Mr and Mrs Smith), sitting near pirate people!
In what seemed like an eTeRnItY, we were dropped off at the side of the road (basically the foot of Mt. Kinabalu!). Up a hill into the "World Heritage Site", we waited around the entrance a bit, then proceeded to walk to our accomodation. Mountain mist was ominously everywhere as we trundled down some side-sloping steps. Rooms were somehow chosen and we all began to settle in.
Most of the day was spent walking around the main complex's site. Split off into groups, we were trying to find a suitable restaurant to eat in tonight. Instead, we all just got lost and after about an hour of going round in circles, we refound each other in a cafe near the main entrance. The food we'd found on our explorations was either too expensive or too far away - so not much luck there!
Back in our accomodation, the wonderfully bare and sterile place it was, we all listened to a man trying the (from what we could gather) VERY cold shower! He made some very silly noises! "Ah!!! Ooh!!! Eee!!!" Feeling in a lively mood ourselves, it was time for "Kyle-in-a-bag" and dropping (and leaving) Soos in the boys' toilets!
That night we decided to go to the cheapo, off-site restaurant, where we ordered BIG platefuls of rice and all things nice to share. It was so much cheaper and maybe nicer than anything we could've afforded or had at the onsite restaurant(s).
It was pitch black by the time we'd left the restaurant (by some spooky back door!) Walking out, we crossed the road, saw the "Max Lube" stickered van, walked up the hill to the entrance and back to our rooms, dreading tomorrow...

Oh what a day. Sigh...