On New Year’s day, right after
finishing my night shift at about 8 am, I took the bus to the docks in town.
I bought tickets for the 10.30
a.m express to Kapit. This one makes a stop in Song along the way. The weather
was bright and sunny. The tickets cost RM20 one way so it’s RM40 return. The
guy at the ticketing box said that it takes about 2 plus hours to get to Kapit
so there will be enough time for me to roam around then come back on the last
boat at 3.15pm. They actually allocate a seat for you
because there is a maximum number of peoplethat they can actually take at any
given time.
The seats are actually rather low down. Below the water
line in fact. These boats are long. They take about 100 passengers each.
I find it odd that they only
check for tickets when the boat was well under way. I mean what are they gonna
do if they found someone with no ticket? Throw him into the Rajang? The cabins
are rather modern and quite comfortable if neither you nor the person next to
you are not fat. The seats are rather narrow you see. We also get a free movie
– Fast and Furious 5 in this case – but without the audio as the engines are
really loud.
Along the way, I saw quite a lot
of lumber mills. Logging is a big thing around here apparently. The Rajang is
filled with stuff floating down her. Logs, branches, plastic bottles, bags,
human corpses...
Yes, there are human corpses that
float down the Rajang. Over the past 2 weeks the police brought at least 2 of
them to our hospital, and they always seem to be during when I am on duty. And
they always seem like they have been in there for the better part of a week!
The only thing that smells worse than a rotting drowned corpse is a rotting
drowned corpse that has been in the water for a week.
When they brought in the corpse
for me last week, one of the nurses told me “Eee!! Awak pergi tengok mayat.
Kalau saya kahwin dengan awak saya sik mau (don’t want) tidor dengan awak malam
ni!” apparently there is such a believe amongst the Ibans...
The ride was rather smooth. I
guess rivers don’t have waves as high as the sea. There was considerable river
traffic along the way. Barges, speed boats, long boats, dredges, all ply their
trade along this murky river. Like many rivers in Malaysia, it won’t be
Malaysian if we don’t actually pollute it. Yes, I saw many a people throw stuff
into the Rajang - plastic bags, drink cartons, food wrappings. It’s a national
past time I guess. Then everyone bitch about the government not doing anything
to prevent floods...
(I can't seem to upload the photos properly)
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