Tuesday, September 28, 2010

How To Build Outboard Motor Stand



not remember a geography teacher to show me where to find the tiny sultanate of Brunei Darussalam or I did learn the name of its capital, Bandar Seri Begawan , BSB as it is popularly known.
admit that my knowledge in this area have improved significantly since I started traveling, as I have said on several occasions, I consider the most effective method of learning. Thus, the first time I learned of the existence of a country called Brunei, was not referring to any atlas, but flipping through a magazine Hello that fell into my hands. Sultan spoke of a filthy rich and opulence and luxury are manifested in each and every one of the photos feature where they dominated the gold, silks, marble and wood. Brunei then placed on the map but I never thought that one day could travel there and a lot less than you might see in person to that fairy-tale character.
Located in the northwest of the island of Borneo and nestled between the Malaysian states of Sarawak and Sabah, is almost covered by tropical rainforest and has a warm and humid throughout the year. The tourism industry is poorly developed and there are few travelers who will spend a few days. However, it seems they are beginning to promote the country and I read somewhere that Brunei have been baptized as " Venice Asian "by the amount of overlying rivers. I do not know how many "Venice" will in the world but apparently, any place that boasts tourist speaking, be compared with the city of canals.
Between the XIV and XVI was a very powerful sultanate and his Kingdom covered the entire island of Borneo and the southwestern Philippines. Upon arrival of the Europeans their power was weakened and in the nineteenth century lost most of its territory was taken over by the White Rajas of Sarawak. From the fourteenth century the Sultan has been in the same dynasty and is the head of state and government. The Islam is the official religion of Brunei and the Sultan is also the religious head of the country, so it falls on the same figure the total and absolute power. During the 60's there was a small rebellion against the monarchy that was controlled by the United Kingdom, of which Brunei was a protectorate (from 1888 to 1984). Subsequently, Brunei did not take part in the Federation Malay and has remained to this day as an independent country, without having to share with their neighbors the benefits of the exploitation of its abundant mineral resources: oil fields, natural gas and coal.
But all is not as nice as it looks for that great wealth is concentrated in the hands of the king and his entourage. The government is formed by a Privy Council, a Council of Ministers and a Legislative Council of 20 members, positions held by family and friends of the Sultan. Of its nearly 400,000 inhabitants, Bruneians do not reach 30,000. That minority has a high standard of living while the rest of the population, mainly immigrants from Malay and Chinese, who makes a living in the country but your privileges are limited. But I must say that in Brunei do not pay taxes, Social Security is free and the price of gasoline to laugh.
is from an absolute monarchy despite the king studied in London and has a great affinity with that country, the government has little tolerance in many respects. It is an Islamic country where people are forced to follow the strict model of religion. It is totally forbidden to consume alcohol and if a citizen of Brunei baby out of the country, is punished with imprisonment upon his return. There is also a penalty of ten years' imprisonment for homosexual relations and so on.
After reading some pretty critical and discouraging about the country, we were wondering whether it was worth spending a few days but when I by dates that we had the opportunity to coincide with the anniversary celebrations of the Sultan, the decision was easy to make.


Punctual we go to pick up at 11:30 am as we had left and apparently share a ride with Indonesian boy who travels to Brunei to visit his mother. A few miles away, the driver delivers us the visa papers for filling go quietly. We asked for passports and without lowering the car even passed the relevant output controls entry to Malaysia and Brunei respectively. And into new territory but following the same landscape, crossing almost the entire country, as the Empire Hotel where we stayed is located in the north, in Jerudong, near the capital Bandar Seri Begawan.

We said goodbye to fellow travelers on the hotel door and we gasp at check in. It is a fad that we are not used already allowed us to stay at such hotels. I knew of their existence by reading the comments on his blog Florencio friend http://fmanega.blogspot.com/2007/12/lujo-asiatico-en-borneo.html and accommodation rather than consider it as an attraction the country that can not be missed.


The Empire Hotel & Country Club it was built by the brother of Sultan , Prince Jefri that almost left the country in ruins, its frantic pace of waste. The Empire is known as the 6-star hotel and its construction, which cost U.S. $ 1100 million, was carried out with the rich and refined materials brought from all over the world. After registering and changing currency (1 € = 1,625 B $ or B $) got into the room which is located in the Seaview building with beautiful views over the South China Sea. The campus is huge and we delivered a plan to put the various services. The hotel staff and customers wish they move from one place to another in golf carts, but we prefer to walk to the room. This is elegant, decorated in warm shades of blue but the most spectacular is the bathroom, with beautiful black marble tub in front of a window overlooking the sea. We're not used to moving between such luxury and examine every detail as if we were to find the hidden treasure.
With map in hand let's walk around the facility. The hotel covers an area of \u200b\u200b180 hectares and its construction involved a team of 200 architects and designers. The most striking is the so-called spectacular atrium with columns of 80 meters. Gold abound, but are combined with exquisite avoiding vulgarity. The marbles and granites are Italian and in some areas the soils are worked with tiles forming different drawings depicting birds, borders and motifs. The lamps are Swarovski crystal and stair rails are inlaid work. The carpets and rugs are made with wool New Zealand, cotton sheets, towels and linen is Egyptian and the furniture is French and Italian. In the very best that found at the time!. The hotel has a cinema, theater, 5 or 6 restaurants, shops, private beach and 9 swimming pools that are needed to fill 12,285,000 liters of water. Speaking of figures, it is also interesting to note that adding all paths from the hotel and country club, made no less than 22 miles.
When we got to the pool area, we were amazed. We eat there and then back to the room to put on our bathing suits. Upon entering, another surprise awaits us: we have left some dishes with chocolates and pastries courtesy of home. Greedy as we are, in a plasma plis leave no trace. All parts of the tableware and home accessories are Asprey London and the silverware .





went down to the pool and do not know where to start. One pool refers to a small beach and continues to the sea. We spent the afternoon enjoying the facilities and trying to track down each of the corners.
After dinner, we approach the activities desk, where an attentive young man tells us about the bus schedules to BSB, the Sultan's birthday party and had a good time chatting with her about different aspects of their country and culture which feel proud.
already in the room, the night gives us a big storm and lightning lit the sky over the South China Sea.

l E second day was very intense and us and us 6am alarm clock. Here the day starts early and although it seems strange, at 6:30 the breakfast room is already full. In fact, today is a special day because it celebrates the 64th anniversary of Sultan Hassanal Bolkiak and many of the distinguished invited guests are staying at the Hotel Empire.
For the clothing they wear, I imagine that many who are having breakfast at this hour will attend official events. Women, very elegant and with his head covered, yes, and most men wear the traditional dress of the country, shirt and black pants with a skirt kind of rich gold embroidery overlay essentially combined maroon and dark green. They all look in the chest medals and ribbons, so we deduce that must be important people.


wait We went public bus that goes to BSB and stops at the hotel at 7am, while we contemplate the big car luxury fro picking up all the personalities who have had breakfast so fast as we are unable to enjoy the magnificent and abundant buffet. For the hotel spend two public buses, 57 and 58. In fact only a purple minibuses and cost only $ 1 B. For a number of stops and it took almost an hour to get to BSB. The area where the hotel is where people live more resources and we are running through different neighborhoods with stately mansions but not everyone in Brunei live in a very affluent. We arrived at BSB and down near Taman Sir Muda Omar Ali HJ Saifuddien, a large square which hosts the events.


The downtown streets are festooned with huge banners of congratulations and all city buildings such banks, shopping malls, public buildings, the headquarters of the airline, etc. in their facades look great pictures with the image of the monarch and the country's flag. We stayed in the Sultan Julan avenue which already focuses a lot of people looking forward to his majesty. In the center of the plaza, on the grass, stiff as sticks and sweating are still soldiers of different armies. In the stands sit under cover of government personalities, family and other VIP's.

the background, the golden domed mosque complete the stage where many journalists to try to capture the powerful objectives better picture of the day. It's funny to see many of the men with the typical dress of Brunei, but women do not wear distinctive detail with respect to neighboring countries and look the tissue with more or less gracefully. There are also a lot of police presence to their brand new BMW and women wear a light blue handkerchief under the uniform cap.

Sultan finally arrives, review the troops and the various armies begin to march. Fired several gunshots and after the first unexpected jolt we counted about 20 roars. Thankfully, stop, because I thought I would shoot as many as old is the king. Then the band plays the "Happy Anniversary" and the helicopters and planes in the sky leaving a wake of colors. The king and his entourage returned to the palace to continue the protocol events, the gala dinner and at night to party with fireworks.
Most train cars are Rolls Royce and I guess that belong to the large collection of the Sultan. A collection well known to all fans of luxury cars as it is mentioned frequently in various magazines. Its fleet is estimated at more than 7000 vehicles from brands such as Rolls Royce, Aston Martin, Mercedes, Bentley, Lotus, Lamborghini, Jaguar or Ferrari, among others. However, the highlight of his collection is the originality and uniqueness of the touches and finishes, such as the Rolls Royce with solid gold decorations used at weddings. It also has a large collection of Formula 1 car champions.

I imagine that the guests will have to pay much imagination when buying birthday gifts for a person who has everything. For example, in 1996 to celebrate its 50 years, Michael Jackson hired the same year, there was a week-long celebration with concerts by Stevie Wonder and Whitney Houston to celebrate marriage of his eldest daughter to whom he gave nothing more and nothing less than an Airbus when he turned 18.


Since we were not invited to the palace food, try to devote the rest of the day to learn something about BSB Area .


We went to the Mosque of Omar Ali Saifuddien we have not lost sight of during the celebration and named the 28 and father of the current sultan, who ordered lift. It was built in 1958 in an artificial lake near the river Sungai Kedayan . Stresses the great stone ship is a replica of a sixteenth-century royal barge. It is not permitted to enter non-Muslims and we must settle for admiring the building from the outside. On a side door ajar can see inside but the slightest movement with the camera a policeman approached me and asked me to show you the latest pictures taken. When they see that I have not taken any pictures, relax and just talking about the FIFA and the English. We turn and continue along the lake toward the dock. We passed the Yayasan shopping that despite having closed stores focus a lot of people on the ground floor, I imagine it to cool the intense heat. Most people round here are immigrants, many of them Indians.


arrived to the pier where there is a frantic taxi boats moving back and forth continuously. This confluence of rivers Kedayan and Sungai Sungai Brunei and hired a boat trip with the idea of \u200b\u200breaching the reserve Pulau Ranggu and then visit Kampung Ayer.


started the course and off-center and went through the Persian Taman Park Damu from where a beautiful view of the Sultan's palace, Istana Nurul Iman with its 1788 rooms 200 / 4 bath, cost more than U.S. $ 350 million. We also pass in front of the mosque Hassanal Bolkiah Jame'Asr , built in 1992 to celebrate the 25 anniversary of the mandate of the Sultan.

Both banks
mangroves grow and continue upstream to the reserve Pulau Ranggu , a species of mangrove island where lives a large colony of proboscis monkeys. We turn in the direction back to BSB and visited Kampung Ayer, a town of about 30,000 completely built on wooden stilts in the water. The town has several primary schools, restaurants, two mosques, power station, fire and police or even a museum. We walk around the maze trying to imagine how normal a day passes in Kampung Ayer. People move in taxis and the traffic from one side to another is constant. We returned to the dock after two hours of travel, so we consider a reasonable price $ 15 B per person.


We stroll around the dock where all the little shops are open but it is so crowded that we can hardly or walk. Already been done lunchtime and headed toward the center that is full of small restaurants.

After lunch and a view that all museums are closed, we decided to return to the hotel. Buses 57 and 58 are the only ones that stop at the Empire Hotel and are rare so we must wait almost an hour while we entertain ourselves in the busy season. We spent the rest of the afternoon walking, reading and soaking in the pools.
next day we continued with the same lines buenvivir. I vote for BSB back to visit museums but I am in a minority of one against two who prefer a little pampering the body. Around two p.m. ask a taxi to the airport and pick us up a brand new Mercedes that in fifteen minutes we left the terminal to catch a flight from Air Asia to Kota Kinabalu, the capital of the province of Sabah, again Malaysian Borneo.

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Throbbing In Back Shoulder Blades

For the North Sarawak, Miri and Niah Caves

After visiting Kuching Area, the next stage of the journey takes us to the north of the province of Sarawak. We arrived at
Miri, Sarawak's second largest city, a short flight from Kuching Malaysia Airlines. In Miri developed in the early twentieth century a major oil industry which remains the leading industry of the city. Shell Oil Company drilled the first well in 1910 oil, known as The Grand Old Lady , currently one of the few tourist attractions in Miri.
However, most tourists who come here do so to visit the Gunung Mulu Caves , declared World Heritage by UNESCO. About
Miri are also Niah Caves that despite not being as famous as the former have a great archaeological importance.
We stayed at the Hotel Eastwood Valley Golf & Country Club located 4 km from the airport. Although away from the city center, the setting is magnificent and the hotel offers a complimentary shuttle service to both the airport as the center so that the distance does not pose any problem. In Miri we
three nights and our initial plans are to visit the National Park Lamber Hills and Niah National Park where the caves of the same name. Gunung Mulu Caves and discard input, because it means adding two flights to a total of eleven that we have planned throughout the trip, telling the intercontinental.
We are left with the receptionist at the hotel that morning at 8:30 am we leave in the city in the Imperial Mall Shopping Centre Obviously our concern is not to shop, let alone this morning, but apparently The great distraction of the people of Miri and many of the tourists who come here is to spend hours in the many well-stocked shopping malls. That must be why the only destinations in the minivan to the hotel are different shopping malls, malls . No matter, even from there will go to the bus station where we will get the National Park Lamber Hills in just over 40 minutes.

The flood that has fallen overnight and morning rain still requires us to change plans and discard the idea of \u200b\u200bgoing to PNLamber Hills. Thus, also has no sense to plant at 8:30 in a shopping center in Miri, so call reception delaying the transfer to the city to 10. This morning, all TV channels give the news that the English team won the World Cup in South Africa, the talk of the star of the trip, both taxi drivers and waiters with no exceptions.
took about 10 minutes to get to the center and as we left, we left in the Imperial Mall where we take for breakfast.
Miri Although not too many tourist attractions, will spend a few hours to tour the most interesting places and take the pulse of the city Shell.
Without abandoning the umbrella, started by the Garden City Fun found opposite the golden-domed mosque. This is a series of themed gardens and each zone has a different name: Garden of Vision, Islamic Garden, Ethnic Botanical Garden, Formal Garden, Chinese Garden, Garden Health ... The sprawling complex is also a civic center, a swimming pool and a public amphitheater, the largest outdoor Malaysia.

We went to Central Market and give a tour of the various positions and by the shophouses external run mostly by Chinese. We have still
organize the trip to Niah Caves tomorrow and not too many options: One is to go by public bus, the Syarikat Bas Suria company has 5 bus to Batu Niah, distributed between 6:30 am and 4pm. From Batu Niah to the offices of the Park can be reached by motor boat, taxi or walk about 45 minutes. The last bus back to Batu Niah from Miri at 3:30 pm.
The other option is to hire a private transport. We are located on the map and go in search of shelter Highlands where, according to Lonely Planet organize transportation to Niah Caves for a reasonable price. It costs us a bit finding the hostel but ultimately distinguish the poster. We climbed to the third floor reception and no one, just a sleeping cat on the counter. Tired of waiting and just let us walk on the street a woman asks us if we are looking for accommodation, proving to be in charge of the hostel. Right there in the street we deal for the transfer to the Caves: 60RM per person and we picked up at the hotel at 8:30.

Miri We continue our tour and arrived at the port reminiscent of the small fishing village that was Miri before the oil settle in the city.
The sun begins to push hard and take the opportunity to rest and eat.
already recovered, walked through the fish market with some specimens that we are entirely unknown. Some guys call us and beckon us to teach us proud with the big tuna on the counter. Right next to the market is the great Temple Tua Pek Kong Chinese . Miri China's population is very large and at that time the temple is very busy with people going to offer the incense sticks or some who try to figure out his future with the chopsticks or chim.

Although it has been a great day and do not have time to go to PN Lamber Hills and being Monday Petroleum Museum is closed for weekly holiday, which means that we can not know the Grand Old Lady, the first oil well.
We approach the tourist office to see if we have the opportunity to visit a longhouse near Miri. We say that there is a very close and although they say it is not too pretty, you can reach by bus. We approached the station and take the number 24 towards Lambir. Ask the driver to let us know, and after half an hour we reached the village Kampung Tunku Abdul Rahman .
The longhouses are the traditional houses of the natives of Borneo. This is community houses where several families live under one roof. True to its name of "long houses" some of them can have up to a hundred doors. Behind each door is a tiny townhouse apartment but the really interesting part of the longhouse is the common veranda that serves social area.

Visiting a longhouse is one of the most sought after attractions in Borneo, but not interest me at all to go to a longhouse tourism, how pretty it was. For that we had visited the Sarawak Cultural Village when we were at the Rainforest World Music Festival . Before entering a longhouse (unless you have paid a considerable amount to a tour operator) always wait to be invited. In the tourist office on paper scored me the name of the boss, Rh.Jarek, with whom we should ask. It did not look too out why soon to meet us. First we approached the head and then a group of women and children who invited us to enter.
We sat in the common area and then offer us tea, juices, biscuits and rice wine. Are ethnic went, the majority in this part of Sarawak. I can not imagine that only fifty years ago were the dreaded human heads cutters.

The chief and some of the younger women speak English well and are bombarded with questions. The rest, listen without understanding, but we look and smile. They are also interested in aspects of our culture and greatly surprised they only have a daughter and they have an average of six children. The longhouse is relatively small, and is "only" 23 doors. We have proud to have electricity 24 hours a day, running water, toilets and the small town also has a kindergarten and an elementary school. I am interested in the famous tattoos were, if only the oldest of these shows the tattoo on the nut. The tattoos were accustomed to the whole body, arms, legs and back and top of your hand if you had cut off a human head. The different reasons, flowers and birds, have a great symbolism and each design has its own reason for being. Tattoos are surprised by Westerners and do not understand very well that fashion, although young people were, but not the whole body tattoos like their ancestors, some current design combined with other traditional.
I ask the old man taking a picture of the tattoos and although I feel that I understand you feel uncomfortable for being the protagonist, and of course rule out the idea.
We loved visiting the longhouse why is not mounted any show for tourists and we have seen how they would actually live near a city. We have been in loincloths and feathers on the head, but wearing jeans and with mobile in hand. Have not told us stories of their ancestors cutters heads but the reality of how people live young people, their jobs, their progress, their concerns and looking to the future instead of trying to live the past.
When we leave, we leave a tip that will not accept any of the ways but we insist that the money to buy any gifts for children. It was a nice experience and we took leave of this hospitable people.

We walked along the road, where they disperse the remaining houses in the village but after a while of walking bus passes a sign that we stop and ask if you go to Miri. The driver has no change but insists that we sit quiet, and after few kilometers walk stops at a small roadside store and tells us that we can go to find instead that the bus ahead. I do not think this is a fact of life, but I was surprised by the tranquility of the other passengers. I try to imagine the same situation on a bus here and I think at least lynch the driver. Maybe it's his philosophy of life or way of being, but definitely not spend so bad milk like us.

Back to Miri, we approached the Tamu Muhibbab , another major market where local Dayak will sell their vegetables. Already being collected but it gives us time to buy a mini banana delicious longan or dragon eyes, a fruit similar to lychees. We
walking down the most modern city, where there are several pubs and restaurants with very good. We arrived at the shopping center where we stayed with the driver of the hotel that presents timely, as always.

About 10 minutes before the appointed time and we are waiting in the clubhouse of the hotel where we were that we would pick up for transport to the Niah National Park .
The receptionist said we had called advising that are underway, but spend half an hour and nobody comes here. Finally comes a car (we were expecting a minibus) with a subject that we do not identify whether it is boy or girl. Her hair is painted pink with a whole the shirt dress and take the car decorated with lots of soft toys and cushions, most pink. After going through some neighborhoods are going to pick up another item, also dressed in pink, and takes nails and toes long scandal. Josep Maria who was sitting in front, goes back with us, stuffed animals and pillows and let the men rose to talk about their things. It is curious why so young, about 23-25 \u200b\u200byears will not speak more than two words in English. There are Malays, Chinese and women but the hostel that served us yesterday that should provide work for the neighborhood kids or grandchildren.
The fact is that air conditioning has to freezing and going to 160 km per hour on a bumpy road. Josep Maria says it has learned to drive in a video game and I think not without reason. After 110 miles, we arrived at the National Park and we agreed the time of return. We checked into the Park office and pay the statutory 10RM per person. Near the office is the cafeteria - restaurant and some lodges that are decent.

To access paths should cross the Sungai Niah river boat and there is no bridge. 1RM only costs but the journey does not last even two minutes as it is literally going from one bank to another. The first thing is is a small museum located in a beautiful wooden building that shows the different archaeological site, which showed the presence of humans about 40,000 years ago. Besides being the first town in all of Southeast Asia, was never abandoned. It has found a large cemetery where the different periods from the Paleolithic to 1400 BC located in different layers, demonstrate this fact. Also found many items, from pottery, jewelry, etc. that accompanied the deceased during their long journey to the afterlife.

Having regard to the museum, began the journey that passes through wooden walkways on the ground and leads to the Great Cave after about 3 miles. Although the distance is short, we do it very slowly and we stop every two steps for the place it deserves. It is a pleasant stroll through a primary forest and only companion is a wonderful soundtrack. We try to walk in silence and the sounds of different birds, insects and monkeys did not abandon us for a moment. We know there are monkeys, proboscis and even snakes and crocodiles (as the road runs parallel to the river) but all I see are plenty of butterflies of different colors and sizes, lizards, centipedes a strident red, fluorescent mushrooms and a thick vegetation. The trunks of the trees grow haughty looking for sunlight and shallow roots are entangled among limestone rocks of strange shapes.

The first cave is located, the call Merchants Cave, is where formerly conducted business transactions .

If this already seems impressive, a few meters away is the Great Cave , 250 meters wide and 60 meters high. It is here carried out two activities collectors: on the one hand, ethnicity is the penang responsible for collecting the nests of swifts, a delicatessen of oriental cuisine, especially China, from which it draws up the bird's nest soup. It is the only edible nest is made from the saliva secreted by the bird like the swallow, but smaller. Now it is harvest time but we can see the tall bamboo sticks used to climb and reach the nests. The other wealth that gives the cave is the guano, ie, the droppings of bats and swallows them, a highly valued fertilizer. In this case, not exploit it's going penang.

The place is impressive and the rock formations are covered with a greenish color of guano. The cave is quite dark and the light from the flashlight does not reach the highest point and can not see the nest but can hear the cries of birds overhead. Must walk with caution because the ground is very slippery. The images from inside the Great Cave to the outside of a movie straight out of Indiana Jones and stalactites hanging from the ceiling along with the forest vegetation in the background we offer a magnificent panorama. The boardwalk continues inside the cave, but first you have to climb a long staircase. That the torch is why it is essential completely dark and we look good where we put the feet. Here the scene of Indiana Jones movie becomes a horror film scenario. In some places there are holes through which natural light enters and dimly lit.
Finally we went out to the outside and about ten minutes until the Cueva Pintada . The paintings, a faded red color does not look too good and hard to distinguish the drawings. Probably represent hunters and warriors, animals and the souls that accompany the deceased on the journey to the afterlife.

We return to the Grand Cave on the same road and came back here the starting point.
as I do not understand such an interesting place has so few visitors. I do not know if it will always be the same but we are just four or five people in the whole journey.
We arrived at the park office and go to the restaurant for lunch where we met the boys in pink.
turn to Miri and now it lead to another kid, that of long fingernails. We wonder if we stop at the beach but prefer to follow the path. The return trip has been more or less the same, perhaps it has not reached the 160 but has dropped from 140km / h. We have left the hotel, we have paid 180RM and never again. The tour but we love the fame I had read on the hostel Highlands not see too well deserved: three quarters of an hour late, tight like sardines in a fairly rickety car and what is worse, a suicide at the wheel. We have given no picnic bag as he had read and not spoken to us throughout the journey. At least we have returned safe and sound.
Once in the hotel decided to use some facilities and go to the pool and jacuzzi. There is also the possibility of rowing on the lake but it's too late.
I connect to the Internet and receive an email from the tourist office where we say that tomorrow at 11:30 am we will pick to go to Brunei. The tourist office itself People who are formal. We dined in the hotel and tomorrow change of scenery and country.