The first thing they should tell you upon entering the jungle is that you will never stop sweating. So far this has been true for me, and it started when I took my seat on that bus, 4 stinky hours before I even arrived. My first morning in Bukit, I awoke to a desperate Cucumber banging on my door, insisting I wake up that very second. I grumbled and fumbled my way out of my mosquito net, and opened the door to the tiny Indonesian man jumping up and down, pointing at the river. "Sasa! You so lucky! You see Sasa first morning!" And there, a short distance away from my balcony, sat Sasa, the sassy orangutan, enjoying some morning refreshment. Most travellers venture to Bukit Lawang for exactly this reason, to view these hairy friends
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