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November 21st 2010

Published: November 23rd 2010

Occasionally I go to Sandakan, more out of necessity than out of choice. And when I was sitting in a street cafe there the other day, looking at the scruffy surroundings, the rubbish in the street, the run-down apartment blocks, I was thinking how amazing nature is in comparison to man-made structures - nothing in nature is wasted, nothing is ill-conceived, everything is perfect just as it is. And... Read Full Entry

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a chamber in the cave

a skull in the cave

a light puddle in the cave

a venomous cave dweller

parts of the cave reminded me of a ruined castle

some of the workers sleep in the cave

the living conditions for the bird's nest harvesters are awful, but they earn very good money and usually only get a contract for one year.

the slope at the back is bat guano

we climbed up the slope to get to the roof of the cave. The smell was indescribable and the air was thick with ammonia. Once we got to the top John, our guide, turned on the light of his torch and suddenly all hell broke loose - thousand of bats started to screech at the same time. The noise was deafening. Then they all started to fly in circles at the cave ceiling, faster and faster; looking at it you couldn't make out the individual bats but just saw a whirl of movement. It was an incredible spectacle. And then, after a few minutes all settled down again.