Posted in Agarwood: The Journey on Feb 22nd, 2010
The Front Office Manager offers me a room on the fourteenth floor. ‘Breathtaking views’ he says reassuringly. He smiles and hands me the key. It is the kind of smile that is reserved for crazed foreigners; the kind that hang out in rainforests with the local crocs and wildlife. The concierge looks relieved to find [...]
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Posted in Agarwood: The Journey on Feb 7th, 2010
The slopes are slippery and precarious. Traversing them is more challenging than I’d imagined. I now wonder how my father felt during his retreats on the Atlas mountains. I can hear the stream up ahead as the heavy rainfall hits the water. Exhausted from the climb I wade warily upstream in knee deep water. I [...]
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Posted in Agarwood: The Journey on Feb 1st, 2010
We travel in silence under a vast and almost dark, unsettling sky. Lofty treetops form an immense canopy of protection as we propel down the river. Nasir, my Iban companion senses a change in the weather. He holds his hand out to gage if the rain has begun. He gestures towards the long houses on [...]
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