Let me warn you now: I did not take a single photo of Miri. I had such a frustrating, pull-your-hair-out kind of day in Miri that I would have probably thrown my camera at someone before I took a photo with it. So I kept my camera in my bag, where it couldn’t do any harm to anyone.
I was sad to leave Brunei but I had booked my flight home out of Kuching, a city to the south in the Malaysian part of Borneo. I had planned for some time in Miri to break up the bus journey from Bandar Seri Begawan to Kuching. Miri is the hub to reach three national parks that are supposed to be pretty great: Limbir Hills, Niah Caves, and Mulu. I had hoped to squeeze in a half-day to see the famous caves in Niah.
You can’t always get what you want.
I think one too many adorable cartoon monkeys on Paul Frank gear and baby couture has convinced the world that monkeys are wonderful. An awful lot of people think that monkeys are the most adorable creatures ever to grace the Earth. Clearly, these people have never cuddled a koala, or a sloth, or an alpaca, and I am sad for them. I would also guess a lot of them live in Hollywood, judging by the volume of monkey-themed movies that get churned out.
If you are one of these people who blindly adhere to the belief that monkeys are the greatest, kindly escort yourself to another corner of the internet. You will not enjoy what I have to say next. If you are willing to entertain the notion that maybe, just maybe, monkeys are horrible, please read on.
The short version: Never eat at the Andes Grill in Cusco (faces the Plaza de Armas).
The long version: The menu looked amazing, especially after a long day of wandering around Machu Picchu and riding the train back to Cusco. I ordered a yummy sounding Rosemary Chicken Supreme.
The free glass of wine with dinner was a watery grape juice of sorts. That should have tipped me off.