Kids from a longhouse, near Bintulu.

After climbing down the treacherous mountain, we were greeted by local Ibans bearing gifts of food and water (yay.) so that no one will collapse and die. We were taken to two not-so traditional longhouses (the government is also trying to upgrade from wooden walls to bricks) to look at where the gravity-fed water system goes (the water isn’t treated) and newly installed indoor plumbing.

I bribed these three year olds with candy so that they’ll play with me. They were so shy, wouldn’t even leave their mothers. Stranger anxiety hehehe. The village doesn’t receive a lot of visitors.They eventually warmed up to me C: