Home sweet home. It was only my second time at the Rainforest World Music Festival (RWMF) in Sarawak but coming back here felt like a balik kampung trip.
Held annually at the Sarawak Cultural Village at the foothills of Mount Santubong, RWMF is the biggest and best music festival in Malaysia. It’s an award-winning 3-day celebration of heritage, arts, music, and culture, bringing together renowned world musicians to Sarawak. It’s 3 days of partying to indigenous music, folk music and neo-traditional music.
So you’ve conquered Gunung Kinabalu, the highest mountain in Malaysia. What’s next? Consider one of the most challenging hikes in Malaysia– the Mulu Pinnacles in Sarawak. But before you attempt the Mulu Pinnacles, please don’t be the idiot that I was.
Day 1: Under the Bakun Dam
“My longhouse used to be here underwater,” Kenneth pointed in the azure water as we sailed across the Bakun Dam in Bintulu, Sarawak.
What’s more intimidating than giving a speech?
Sharing a stage with some seriously amazing women travelers, the kind who’ve scaled the highest mountains, biked solo across the globe or still travelling at age 75! Wish me luck guys, because I’ll be speaking at ZafigoX 2018!
Watch my ZafigoX talk, ‘Millennial Travelling: Not Doing It For The ‘Gram‘ on YouTube here.
If you’re a diver in Malaysia, you’ve heard of Sipadan – the best dive site in Malaysia and one of the top 10 dive sites in the world. If you’ve heard of Sipadan, you’ve heard of Seaventures Dive Resort, the dive rig. And if you’ve heard of Seaventures dive rig, you’ve heard that it has free unlimited house reef dives.
The Lost Paradise Resort located on Penang’s coastal stretch of Batu Feringghi is a bit of an oddball character.
Can you believe that after seven months since my return to you, people are still asking me why I came back? Just last week at breakfast an auntie asked me “Why don’t you continue working there? Malaysia economy and politic is so bad now, stay in New Zealand better.”
When I first heard about David Wu’s 4,000km cycling expedition from Kedah to China, I thought it would be a story of a man discovering his home. ‘This would be an article of a lost man finding where he truly belonged’, I thought as I get ready to meet him.
“Let’s go hiking in Malaysia!” I pestered my old hiking buddy from my university Trekking Club. A club that had long disintegrated after we left university years ago.
“Did you have to show them your passport before they let you past the Klang toll?”