Brother-in-law talked to us for hours in Iban...

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.

 
Dscn4232.jpg "Touch my monkey!" The Iban keep pet monkeys.
Dscn4251.jpg   Looking out over the Iban village.  
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  This longhouse must have been 100 meters long!  

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.

 
Dscn4254.jpg   Our homestay host Mom.  
Dscn4266.jpg   Skinny Old Iban Guy.  
Dscn4275.jpg   These kids loved getting their pictures taken.  

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.

 
Dscn4280.jpg   Per and Magnus and our homestay hosts.  
Dscn4287.jpg   The walkway to where we bathed.  
Dscn4289.jpg   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.  
Dscn4305.jpg   I took a van from the park straight to the Miri airport where I boarded the first flight to Kota Kinabalu.