Kinabalu National Park

The minibus to the national park from kk is only a few hours so we were there by lunchtime and ready to spend a day walking. Unfortunately the privatisation of the park meant that we would have had to pay about 20 pounds for a dorm bed, and the cheapest meal in the cafe was 10 pounds, we quickly turned our backs and went to find one of the hostels just outside the park set up for people just like us who are apauled by the park prices.
The place we found was nice enough, and the staff couldnt be more helpfull, so we ate quickly and set out for a walk in the park. It was far from strenuous, but fun enjoyable none the less. That evening we spent playing cards and watching BBC world news, mainly interested in the sports headlines. We spent plenty of time chatting with the hostel's newest imployee, a young indonesian guy who was very friendly.
Imagine our surprise when we wake the next morning to find that our beds have been sold to someone else and we have half an hour to leave. In our indignation two chocolate bars miraculously appeared in our pockets, no idea how that happened.

The hostel we found was a much longer walk from the park and after spending a hour or two walking backwards and forwards between place we were finally ready to go. Unfortunately disaster hit. We were walking along the side of the road, facing the oncoming traffic as just the way you are meant to when a taxi behind us tried a risky overtaking manouvre which resulted in Robbie's elbow making contact with the cab's wingmirror at high speed. How he got away with only a few cuts and grazes I have no idea. With blood running down his arm we decided to go back to the guesthouse to clean up his arm. All said and done we were in the park about 4 hours after we planned, nevermind i guess.
The walk we selected was only about 6km, but the last kilometre was almost sheer and we were both pretty tired as we reached our destination, a platform for viewing the impressive mt kinabalu. Neither of us were looking forward the walk back home, fortunately we got chatting to a student living in KL who had spent time stundying in the states. He had his car with him and so offered to drive us back to the park headquarters, at least we had some luck that day!
The plan was to flag down a bus heading to sepilok to see the world famous orang-utan santuary, unfortunatley all the busses were full and we ended up sitting on the floor. Personaly I would have prefered robbies seat, facing sideways, with a drip on his head, but at least he had something to lean on. Robbie disagreed saying that my seet facing forward, but being flung around the bus when going round mountain corners due to my lack of backrest.