CANOPY WALK. I WAS SWEATING . EVERYONE ELSE WAS FINE.
Jerantut. Ezra saw something out the window. A ferris wheel lit up the night sky. The darkness and quietness of Jerantut at 5:30 in the morning … and then the Weems family started moving out of our A/C room and on towards the bus station. Christmas lights are on the street overhead always. ther way of lighting the street. Another place, another time, another tut. I would have felt a little uneasy about the bus station in the darkness of the morning. A gang of 3 young Malay walked along the street as we sat aling the street under the big tree with the streets vacant. No problems. A guy drives his scooter up in front of us and says “Taman Negara?”I still hesitate in suspicion of people at first. A healthy skepticism I think. This was to be the bus driver and he was the nicest bus driver, nicest fella and asked if we wanted to stop for morning coffee and allowed us to stop and take pictures along the way. So, off to Taman Negara on our privatized Lokal bus for 18Ringgits. We arrived at our Tahan guest house and dropped off our bags and headed to the Taman Negara National Park – the oldest rainforest in the entire world. We ate coconut rice and eggs for 2 ringgits and large mineral water 2 ringgits and then to the mighty banks of the Sungai Tembeling to take our boat across to the other side – to the jungle. And then straight to the canopy walk. I must admit I was a little shaken by the canopy walk. Dwana can attest to this. I am not sure what it was, but maybe a combination of height, weight, holding a camera, swaying, creaking baords that kept coming unbolted under my feet, park workers telling me to hurry, not being able to take the photo that I wanted, seeing the big trees up close, seeing how far things were below, not being able to stop and rest, sweat pouring off my head onto my camera. But everyone appeared to have enjoyed the walk even more seeing me have to sweat it out. Viena says even the people behind me were looking at me, wondering. On the walk back we saw some huge trees. The walkway was constructed steps the entire way. We made the trip back to the river and onto our place to check in. The mosque next door played an afternoon prayer, and Ezra started moving in space on the balcony. Viena had a leg attack. We changed room to have a more Easerly facing balcony #8. Hot here but the room is nice and the lady is so friendly and has a 6-year-old girl. The kids are playing with the soccer ball in the back yard. No A/C in this room, but a nice view of the jungle canopy.
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