Day 111: Nanga Sumpa
A loud thwack shakes the roof of the guesthouse where we sleep. Then another, closer to, followed by a third directly above my head. It's like an aerial bombardment in which none of the shells explodes. Extricate myself from the mosquito net and peer gingerly out. A low mist hangs over the forest, somehow amplifying every sound. Denis is already up and quite unfazed by another resounding report.
Denis looks at me pityingly, shakes his head and nods towards the shiny green foliage above the guesthouse.
'Mango fruit.' He grins.
I am just about calmed down again when the sound of an over-throttled outboard engine rises up from the river bank.
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- Day: 111
- Country/sea: Malaysia
- Place: Nanga Sumpa
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