Day seven pt one: The filthy little blood-suckers

Trip Start Jan 19, 2010
Trip End Ongoing

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Sunday, May 9, 2010

And pour it shall. It started raining at 4 am and it went on for more than 3 hours. My tent got obviously flooded and the water soon forced me out of it to look for shelter and wait for the biblical rain to pass. I forgot about Wilson and will never be forgiven, as he soon let me know.

Two hours later, I was still hearing from him, but wasn't really interested since I was in the biggest of hurries towards a shower, food (ran out the day before) and internet to calm my probably already desperate mother. It was a 9km trek. Pretty short indeed, but lengthened by the steep, slipper ground. And the leeches, by GOD, the leeches. They were everywhere, just sucking, sucking away. I didn't mind them at first, but they were already about 27 too many and their bites would most probably get infected (they did). I was rushing back, hardly ever stopping to catch my breath or drink water, until I found the Orang Asli settlement.

Some people and lots of children gathered under steady shelters made with palm leaves and plastic sheets. Their laughter and voices were drowned by the horrible song of a gasoline powered generator. They were about to watch a movie. A MOVIE! Filthy little blood-suckers that we (not jungle living people) are, we have sucked them dry of their traditions and imposed ours. The result is a lifestyle that disagrees with nature, their settlement was surrounded by rubbish and the erosion. More disgusted by the look of the river, from where they were getting water with giant hoses, than by all the leeches feasting on me, I hurried towards guilty civilization. Hurried so much, I lost the trail. I was lost.
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