Damn Scooby-Doos, Damn...

Day 16 starts with lies, damned lies about wake up and taxi times! Apparently we're all far too lazy to be trusted to wake up in time, so we're woken an extra hour early to make sure we do today on time! Damned lies! Damned Annie! Aye, but we have a plane to catch you see. We're leaving Miri already (no offence to it)... on our way inland to Bario! So off we toodled to the airport by our lovely mini-busses/cars/taxis/whatever, had more odd ice-cream at the airport then went to get on the plane... if you can call it that. It was a wee little thing, no more than 18 seats, all squished together - "Twin Otter" they call it around these parts! We rattled off into the sky, not being too sure if we'd make it, but not caring as we were all so goddam tired. The flight (what a flight! we could talk to the pilots!) lasted about 40 minutes, and we landed PERFECTLY in Bario on a grass strip. Airport facilities were few and far between, as were any airport buildings really, so we just hopped off the plane, got our bags from the plane's nose section and hopped onto the back of a waiting pick-up truck. Not randomly... at least we think it was there to pick us up! Bario is a reasonable sized village near Kalimantan (Indonesian part of Borneo), and seemed very charming as we were bundled in, bags and all in the back of this jeep down a deliberately bumpy route it seemed!
We were taken through the village, to a house (like a homestay) owned by a lady called Nancy (she had some link to Sampson...) There, we dropped all our kit, perhaps ate a bit, maybe had a poo. Who knows?! It seemed clean and friendly, so top job! We also saw the devastation that leeches can cause - we thought a boy who had returned from the jungle with his team had gashed his leg open!
Anyway, as evening lurked we went to play volleyball with that other team... lads they were! Ish. It got quite competitive, but all good fun... I'm just glad I didn't have to retrieve the ball from the buffalo-infested waters!
Bario was a lively little place, with a local shop or two, a church, a town hall and really nice locals. Everything had to be flown in by plane though, which is quite an incredible thought. It didn't seem we were THAT remote, but looks can be decieving. Ah wait, thinking about it, there are no roads into the place!
That evening, back at Nancy's, me and Soos played a great game! It was pin the tail (what did we use?!) on the "donkey" (what did we use again?!!!). It just ended in chaos, with "things" belonging to girls in our group being thrown everywhere! Ah, good times, good times!

"Bariiio, Bariiio, Do for me Bario. Bariiio, Bariiio!"

Headline: Soos cannot poo...