And we're here... I remember such epic journeys from university trips "home" to KL at Christmas and in the summer. The tired fug of a long haul flight. Colombo airport at half-past three in the morning, the temperature 28 degrees already and the sun coming up like thunder before our flight takes off. A mad dash in Kuala Lumpur from the international airport to the low-cost one to catch our connecting flight. Landing in Kuching after dark, the warm air like an embrace, scented with the sweetness of clove cigarettes.
This morning we've been out for breakfast with our host - Sarawak laksa and ice coffee, and good antidote to jetlag.