Day 107 - Kuching, Chinese Festival
March 21st 2006 Slept ok considering the basic accommodation and the constant crowing of cockrels in the morning. Louisa had a morning swig of the rice whisky I had bought, thinking it was water. After a blowpipe demonstration by a village elder we all had a go, though the animals had nothing to fear from me. Said our farewells to the village and set off back down river to a spot where we disembarked for a short
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