Welcome to the jungle everyone!
As I looked over to Becki in the airport in Tawau I could just tell how excited she was about landing in Sandakan and finally starting our project. Luckily we didn't have to wait long and after a 45mins flight we arrived to be greeted by Ronn, our project supervisor. Her and Jon drove us back to the resthouse which is only 20mins from the airport. Ronn is a petite woman, who doesn't talk much, contrasting greatly to Jon who is bubbly and chatty. He informed us that during our first week he would be our tour guide, taking us to various temples and animal sanctuaries in the area.
We arrived at the resthouse to be greeted but our 10 other housemates. There is a good mixture of ages and nationalities - I'm the youngest at 21, with the oldest being 42. All girls except for one aussie guy who has joined his girlfriend for the 8 weeks. We have 4 Aussies, 2 Welsh, 2 Danish, 1 English, 1 Italian, 1 Polish and 1 Sri Lankan. Everyone was very lovely and I had high hopes that we wouldn't all want to kill each other by the end of the 2 months.
Becki and I are sharing a room with Tara (Sri Lankan). It's nice and spacious, we have air con, a bathroom and room to hang all our clothes up - something both Becki and I have been craving after living out our backpacks for 2 weeks.
We were given a briefing that evening about our 'quarantine week'. This week gives us a chance to see the sites, shake any jet lag and if any of us are carrying any bugs, symptoms would show in this time (we have to be very careful as the orang-utans can catch infections from us).
On Wednesday 21st Jon picked us up and took us around Sandakan. We started the tour at The Death March memorial. If you have read my previous posts you'll remember The Death March story. In Sandakan was where the concentration camps were located and we walked around the site, reading the stories of the survivors. Deeply moving. We carried on our tour to a water village. Water villages in Borneo are illegal settlements from immigrants from all around the archipelago e.g. Philippines and Papua New Guinea. Jon explained that these settlements are growing in certain areas of Borneo due to corrupt politicians offering to turn a blind eye and not deport them, in order to guarantee their vote. According to Jon, many locals wish for them to leave mainly because of the pollution they cause. They throw anything and everything from plastic bottles and bags to fridges and food waste out their windows. I have to say it was very bad but I noticed it in KK and Semporna.
Post water village we visited a Chinese temple which was stunning! As I'm sure I've already mentioned there is a great mixture of different cultures here and the Chinese influence is strong. I asked Jon how the locals feel about them and he said in Sabah there is no racism, everyone is perfectly happy cohabiting, which I loved. We finished our tour with a nice spot of traditional English afternoon tea. At first the idea seemed a little odd but in the end it was all very delicious and the local Sabah tea is lovely.
On Thursday 22nd we piled into the car once more and Jon took us to the proboscis monkey sanctuary ~30mins away. If you have never seen a picture of one, Google now. They are the funniest looking monkeys and they make hilarious sounds! Unfortunately I have conflicting opinions on the work they carry out there. The monkeys obviously have a safe place to live, however they have become completely desensitised to people and have no quarms about posing for a selfie with the odd Chinese tourist..
On Saturday 24th we got given a tour and induction of the center and the work we would be doing for the next 7 weeks. We met Elis the boss who is always cracking jokes (most of which we dont really understand) but we all laugh along with him. We were split into our 3 groups which would rotate between trekking, working in the nursery and outdoor. I'm in a group with Lina and Camilla (Danish) and Alison (Welsh). Then we all waiting in excitement for Monday to arrive...
*Unfortunately we did get told that during working hours we are not allowed to take photos of anything. We also had to sign nondisclosure agreements meaning there are lots of parts of my work I can't talk about, but I'll do my best to give you an idea of what I do and update you on any interesting orang-utan news.*
S x