Monday, December 30, 2013

the Presidential Suite

After the sheer physical and mental exhaustion of the climb up AND down the mountain, some serious R&R was in order.
Heather hit the jackpot when she overheard a couple of Aussies chatting about the Tip of Borneo in a cafe... up at the furthest northern point of the island of Borneo, there is a small village, home to the Rungus, another indigenous tribe.

Apparently, a few years ago, an ex-British solider went in search of a little slice of heaven and found it in a new Rungus wife and a small bed & breakfast called Tampat Do Aman, or place where the white guy found love and peace in the Rungus language.

There are about a dozen huts and a longhouse. We opted for the hut, the Chili cottage.

The space includes a few outdoor showers, some compost toilets, a common area, and a rice paddy, where they grow their own delicious rice.


Mr. Bacchus, we have today's itinerary... let's see we have a 10am- Do nothing, also an 11am-Take nap, followed by a 1, 2 and 3pm-Resume doing nothing.

Heather quickly met the locals...

Security was a major priority, with Deputy Dog alert and ready for anything...

5 star accommodations, a solid 15 sq. feet with mosquito netting and a thatched banana leaf roof.

Sunset at the nearby beach said it all... is there a Rungus phrase for Heather and Riad pack it in and find their own little slice of paradise?


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