It is not so far from Bangkok to Borneo. Two short flights, each just under 2 hours and then a drive or less than an hour. Not so far at all.
Yet it took a whole day! My mid-morning flight from Bangkok was delayed by nearly 2 hours which meant a mid afternoon arrival in Kuala Lumpur. This also meant that my incoming plane was barely touching down, as my connection was soaring into the clouds towards Borneo. I had no idea when the next flight to Kuching might be, and what I would do if there was not a connection available. But somehow, I had already let go of the stresses of the roundabout and did not really see this as either my problem or something which I actually needed to resolve. I just placed myself in the care of the airline and hoped for the best.
And the best actually happened. I was drooping by the time I reached the front of the queue at the transfer desk (I was far from alone as a number of us had missed onward connections) and slumped over the counter as the rep took my old boarding pass. He made several phone calls, and I could hear my surname being spelled out so I knew something was happening, but I also knew it was not straightforward. However, it did not worry me and eventually he passed me a new boarding pass, telling me to hurry. He had got me on the flight leaving in a few minutes but I had to run immediately to the gate. Another few minutes were needed to try and ensure that my luggage knew which flight I was on and withing minutes I was inelegantly rushing through immigration and towards the gate.
And a quick look at my boarding pass, to see which gate I had to go to gave a nice surprise. There must have been no economy seats, so I had been upgraded and was sitting at the front of the plane!
So I did indeed arrive yesterday evening, landing in Borneo just as the light was fading. I had another immigration stamp for Sarawak and a welcome reunion with my bags which had to my delight and surprise, travelled with me. By the time I exited the airport terminal it was completely dark and the drive to the village where I was staying told me very little of Borneo. The island was keeping its secrets for another day. It took around an hour finally before I arrived at an oasis of peace, tranquility and tropical paradise. The end of a very long but strangely perfect day.
Now, in the light of day it is time for some gentle exploring…………….