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The Iban are the indigenous people of Borneo. They live in
villages along the rivers. Staying in an Iban longhouse used
to involve showing up at their doorstep and getting invited
to stay the night, but with the increase in tourism, companies
have sprouted up offering longhouse tours in newly built longhouse
resorts. Of course, some tour companies now offer "authentic"
longhouse tours which are deeper inland, far up the river.
These trips are amazingly expensive. If you've got time, you
might still be able to find some hospitable longhouses that
haven't been spoiled by tourism. You'll just need a lot of
time and money and an adventurous heart to explore the upper
reaches of the rivers in a chartered boat.
Magnus and Per found out about an Iban homestay program at
Niah National Park from the National Parks Office that isn't
listed in any of the tour books. You pay a fee (RM35, which
is a little pricey if you go by backpacking-through-Malaysia
standards) to your homestay host and get to stay overnight.
The trail to the Niah Caves forks at one point with another
walkway to the Iban village. It's still a good walk from the
fork to get there.
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"Touch my monkey!"
The Iban keep pet monkeys. |
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Looking out over the Iban
village. |
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This longhouse must have
been 100 meters long! |
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The communication was hard at first, since we didn't know
any Iban and our hosts didn't know much English. I do think
they knew more English than they were letting on... The
Iban language is different from Bahasa Malay and they speak
both languages so a lot of the time they would translate
into Malay for us. Not that it helped...
By the time we got to the village, we were sweating bullets
and stinky and our hosts kept hinting that maybe we should
bathe. We ended up bathing in the muddy river with everyone
else. Pack a day pack when visiting the village and leave
your main pack behind in the Park Headquarters. Bring soap,
bring deodorant, bring an extra set of clothes. There is
probably no need to bring long pants. There aren't too many
mosquitoes there.
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Our homestay host Mom. |
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Skinny Old Iban Guy. |
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These kids loved getting
their pictures taken. |
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You'll spend the day eating rambuttans, salak, peanuts, lansat
chips and drinking tuak, an Iban rice wine. Your hosts will
warn you not to drink tuak and eat rambuttans at the same
time. You'll get sick if you do.
Once everyone has enough tuak, it doesn't matter what language
you speak, everything is funny. We talked with our host's
brother-in-law for hours. He spoke Iban, I spoke English and
Per and Magnus spoke Swedish.
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Per and Magnus and our
homestay hosts. |
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The walkway to where we
bathed. |
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This is where we bathed.
It was kind of scary, especially after hearing about the effects
of leptospirosis... and then seeing the look of shock on the
National Park employee when we said we bathed in the river. |
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I took a van from the park
straight to the Miri airport where I boarded the first flight
to Kota Kinabalu. |
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