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Spices, orchids, coffee, tropical fruit and the assorted local crafts at the Sunday Market in downtown Sabah. Then the sunset at 5pm. I sat on the lounge chaise by the beach and watched the sunset. There’s one every day, but I rarely stop to watch it.

When the dinner looks at you, how could you possibly eat it? I stuck to greens and the chicken for dinner. Luckily they did not have a pen of chickens out front.

Hello from Sabah, Borneo.
There’s nothing more disconcerting than having food stare back at you. I am used to buying my food wrapped in cellophane, dead and on a styrofoam tray. Here in Malaysia, the food swim in a tank and you watch it dragged out and slapped into a pot. I have to work out the “it sure is tasty” to “oh my God, it’s looking at me” feelings. Not quite on the “Lets kill it now” page yet.

Twilight and a full moon over Kota Kinabalu. The air is scented with a bit of ocean salt and bougenvilla. ( a big hello to charlie!!)

Seafood at Port View. Fresh coconuts, fresh seafood, sticky fingers, fresh soft shell crabs…oh man, I feel full.

There’s nothing more than I love, than a bathroom full of nice stuff. Who wants to go home after this? Little soaps, towels folded just right. Orchids. I am going to soak in the tub for an hour.

I am feeling lonely. Surrounded by people, but still alone. It’s something I have built over time, this neat little shell. I love being alone, and by myself. I am a very social animal though, I talk to people, strangers, everyone. And then I retreat back into the shell. I am not even sure I remember how to be in constant togetherness with anyone. Nor do I want to. I like this fleet of footness, the ability to pick up quickly and move to the next stop without having to consult. Makes it so much easier. And more exciting.

Goods of Desire
Goods of Desire, a very cool store of local graphic talent. Furniture, candles, clothes, books, cards, paper, etc. And the coolest chinese propaganda dish towels ever.

Bourne Ultimatum
No Reservations
Ratatouille
Stardust
and a whole bunch of Chinese flicks.
I watched them all on the plane. And I played about 2 hours worth of solitare until my thumbs started to hurt. Asian airlines have the best dinners. Noodles, fish, and lots of green tea. I felt alright on this flight. Narita was quite nice. The terminal we landed in was the new wing. It was shopping for the eyes; not the pocketbook. Now it’s after breakfast here and off to shopping in HK. My mind is reeling. This is the third trip to Asia this year and I am on automatic. What else could I need? I will find something. Most of this trip will be for friends. I have a list in my head that continues to grow. I take more pleasusre in shopping for my friends than for myself. I have all I need.