Yam & Sweetcorn Ice-Cream...

Day 15. Goodbye Sabah, Hello Sarawak! We took a short flight on a hilariously named Fokker plane from Kota Kinabalu (Sabah) to Miri (Sarawak) to explore new parts of Borneo! Fresh in Miri airport, we swooped upon the ice-ream stand, and feasted upon the odd flavours (Yam, Sweetcorn and some name that sounded like Mackerel!). We even took great advantage of the help-yourself chocolate and strawberry sauces, dousing and re-dousing our ice creams in it's gooeyness! All this for RM3.50, or around 48p!
A bus was meant to take us from the airport to our hostel, but after re-fuelling and struggling, it promptly died on us. Thus, and on a busy road, we bundled onto a schoolbus (ha!), much to the dismay of the kids - it was worse than sardines, and sheer chaos when the kids needed to get off before us! After some of the school children had somehow managed exit the bus, we were driven to what I presume was the main bus station in Miri. We then had to walk (Walk! The Cheek!) the rest of the way to our cushy hostel called De Centre. It was now that the real pain in the legs from the mountain climb started. We were walking to the hostel, in the midday heat, heavy bags on back. My legs were clinically unable to walk up or downhill... or on the flat. God it was painful! I was QUITE a pissed off young man!
At the hostel (which had damn stairs!), we met our dear Sampson again (THE Borneo man!). He talked to us about our next few days, and slight itinerary change... not that i was listening... i was too busy trying to alleviate the pain!
Then came a tasty lunch across the road, supermarket sweep (shopping i mean), lazyness and a KFC/McD food trip in the evening - NOT ME, urgh! How could they?! I got noodles instead in a restaurant with tank-fulls of live bullfrogs... Soos got chikken-duped! It later turned out that evening that Kyle had been hoarding the Kissu all along. This is the same piece of safety gear that we couldn't find whilst at the base of Mt. Kinabalu! The same stretch of domed fabric that we had so desperately needed up freezing Mt. Kinabalu! The same tent-like structure that could've warmed us up nicely on the 4,100m high peak! The bastard!
The night ended with watching of stunt shows on tv in the hostel. I tried to sort my stuff... and failed!

It turned out that

De Centre is a nice ho(s)tel...