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How i conquered my fear of success by traveling alone in a foreign country.

This blog post was going to be completely different, but my mind seems to have trained itself to wake up on Wednesday morning and write whatever has brewed in the back of my brain overnight.

I not only walked across this bridge in Similajau National Park, I stood in the middle and took photos.
I not only walked across this bridge in Similajau National Park, I stood in the middle and took photos.

This post was originally going to be about ice cream, husbands and almost getting electrocuted - I will still get to those stories, bear with me - but first I'm going to write about fear. ...continue reading "Fear is my New Friend"

Fort Sylvia
Fort Sylvia, built by the British in 1880, and one of the few buildings to survive WW2. Some interesting artefacts, including weaving by a local woman who is considered the best in her field.

Kapit

I survived the noise level in Sibu by getting out for a night.

There's a ferry that goes up the river. The river is the highway; there is no road, just a few logging tracks through the jungle passable only by four wheel drive. Everything in Kapit – cars, building materials, sealed roads, food – has come up the river on freight barges and ferries. ...continue reading "Fish Frenzy"