So here we are in Borneo, the third largest Island in the world!! We are in the northern state of Sarawak in a little town called Kuching, the city of cats (and before you ask.....I don't know why its called the city of cats, because I have only seen 1 cat) Kuching is a tidy small town with colonial style buildings and shop houses that line the water front selling woven baskets, wooden sculptures of scary people, intricate beaded necklaces and other crafts and antique peices, We started our stay at a hostel 5 minutes from the centre of town, which was very basic, but clean. After venturing out to the town and realising that there was nothing to do we decided that going off to do some day trips around the area would be a great idea. After consulting the guide book we had our hearts set on going to the Orang-Utan Sanctuary, the caves, visiting a long house and taking a trip on a long boat and the Bako National park just north of the city. Little did we know that Borneo only does a half day on Saturday's!!! so we only found 1 tour office that was apparently open (they were closed, but we rocked up so they couldn't turn us down) After speaking with the nice lady at the desk we had sorted out 4 days of activitys and were told we would be picked up from our hotel at 8am Monday morning. We then decided that it would be a good idea to move home and after a recommendation by the tour office we moved to the Waterfront Lodge which coincidently is on the waterfront! Boy were we glad that we moved......what a smashing place and such lovely staff. So on Sunday we were at a loose end, but rememberd our guide book mentioning something about a weekend market. We jumped in to a taxi and were dropped off at what looked like a mele. After entering the make shift tented streets we were met with smells and sights of a market that could only be found in a far away land. There were vegetables twice the size of the ones back home and fruit that I had never seen before, fish so fresh it was jumping out its tray, sugar cane being pressed for its juice and fresh pancakes that were the size of your face! it was an amazing sight. We decided (for the idiots that we are) to walk back home in the midday sun, but on the way we stopped off at the Sarawak Museum, Arts Centre and Islamic Museum. The latter of which I found very interesting as Malaysia has a very strong Islamic influence with its way of life, its architecture and its arts. After resting up and standing under the air-con unit in the bedroom we toddled off for dinner at a Lebanese restaurant which served noodles (go figure!?). More to follow shortly...