Only a small (rat gnawed) Day pack on his back, we were on 9.8. deposited on Mabul, a wintzigen island in the Celebes Sea from Borneo. After a full day of stunning dives we would stay overnight in a traditional long house with a family. The path led us past the mosque, before the whole squad played a boys football, passing many fishermen's houses through the entire village,
where we were welcomed most of the cute kids excited. They jumped us excited before the cameras and were keen that we took pictures of them. The inhabitants of the village, all either fishermen employed by diving schools and hotels were probably come straight from work, for it seemed everyone in place to be. Most village houses are built on stilts in the water, because right in front of the island begins a large reef, about which lights up the water at low tide is generally only about 30 cm high, but
but all the time in beautiful Tuerkistoenen . In just one long stilt house we moved into our room and sat down with a hot tea on the large veranda overlooking the sea and the surrounding Langhaeuser. Dinner was of course fresh fish, rice and vegetables, but was very tasty was prepared by the family. After I had read a bit, I was already dead tired by 21 clock in my bed and fell asleep. But often it is indeed the way one does not expect it ... Kathy sat down Meanwhile, on the terrace over the sea and organized the unbelievable: a party. Shortly before 24 Clock
they woke me up - even slightly giggle-up and I was picked up by a local policeman, me still in bed clothes, accompanied on the terrace. And there sat also been very happy party company, the French from a this couple, who lived with us in the nave and 6 Malays, who had somehow found together: a security guard, police officers, instructors, etc., all obviously already for 22 clock had been pushed on me and I sang a now
Geburtstagsstaendchen. Kathi had balloons, the local gin and cola organized (they had to the store owner must destroy out of sleep). As Jaque (the French) then Burma cigars in the round and threw Kathi music was bringing in a really long night, no more obstacles. As a birth gift from the police I got their guns and caps pressed into the hand and we took pictures. Do not worry, we have not been kidnapped so! That was probably then
also one of the most interesting birthday photos I have ever I am .... Late in the day then there was also another serenade serene Malays and they are known to sing their national songs about the Mount Kinabalu and Sipadan diving in front of - and associated dances. Very nice, entertaining, and everything on video noted. After 7 bottles of gin, we ended the evening as against 3 clock and fell completely ready in our beds (Good thing I was wearing my pajamas anyway), under which we could hear the water rushing softly.
After we had rested and had breakfast, we rested on the porch over the reef and watch the many fishing and children with brightly colored plastic buckets, which is now under investigation at low tide the reef to fish and crabs. What a relaxed atmosphere and quiet. Except for the crackling dive boats, which now and then drove some distance over, was out
waves do not listen to, but many. After lunch, another Malaysian Inslerundgang led back the thriving village and on the other side of the island with some poor conditions, where we - constantly got photos of children making exclusively in a beautifully situated luxury dive resort. The resort is far from completely dark wood built out into the water and offers perfectly furnished aircon bungalows. The dive boats can equal
start before the door or you can just jump into the water, one is yet in the depths over the reef. Something has to be a Travel Agent of course also view and here is how it was then a Geburtstagseis. From there we strolled slowly back to the pier, from which we picked up our Scubajunkie-dive boat around 16:30 again. Too bad that we have this small friendly Island already had to leave now, here we would probably still be holding a week. In the evening there was still a delicious chocolate birthday cake and a small party in the Scubajunkie bar with a few instructors and divers, who pulled out after all, also to 2 clock, but of course the really very special atmosphere with the fun Malays in Mabul could never come close .
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