BORNEO DIARY            

   10/02/2002
I'm in a little difficulty. I've been thrown in a pit.
After yesterday, waking up feeling healed, I presumed the natives were friendly, using local medicene to heal me. I tried to thank them yesterday by showing them some Flash animations I had saved on my laptop, they were passive until a cartoon dog exploded on the screen and then they all started screaming, grabbed me, stripped me naked and threw me into this stinking pit. A few minutes later my laptop and beloved backpack landed on me.
So I am in a deep, maybe 3 metre down, 1.5 metre square at the bottom (WHY AM I GIVING THE DIMENSIONS????) and I am a bit worried... naked, scared and worried. No idea what they have done with my solar cell, but my battery shows a good three hours charge left so I am going to try and make that last as long as I can -sending this and waiting to see what they do next. The rain is up to my ankles, but seems to drain somehow so I no danger of drowning yet. I wish they would throw my clothes down here. Please wish me well in your thoughts, and thankyou for all the E-mail support.

UPDATE    10/02/2002At first I thought it was the rain running from leaves on the trees, then I looked up. They are urinating on me and laughing. I'm not an expert on Borneo culture, but I suspect this is not a good sign.


   09/02/2002
I have had the strangest few days. I got to the clearing and there was no sign of anyone, so sheltered from the rain in one of the huts. The pain and exhaustion got to me and I must have fallen asleep. I woke up, don't know how much later, to a native trying to feed me some green paste. Three others were holding me down and they made me eat this stuff, it must have been a natural sedative because I waas out for the count pretty much straight away. All I remember then is waking up for a few minutes at a time in extreme pain, my hand and leg felt like they were on fire, the natives spooning me some of the green stuff and losing consciousness. I fully expected to be killed.
It's now the 9th, so this must have gone on for five days, it only seems a few hours, and I woke up about half an hour ago back in the hut. My hand is better, but there is this half moon scar on it, my leg feels fine, I feel wired. My laptop and backpack are undamaged and in the hut with me, and the battery is fully charged so they must have had me, or just my stuff, outside. Its not raining outside and I can hear voices, so I'm going outside to check it out, I'm leaving my webcam on. How weird is this?


   04/02/2002
Just got back from meeting the first people I have seen for months. I found a clearing NE of here with some wooden huts and a central area with a circular dirt floor and a large fire. It seemed deserted at first and then the freakiest thing happened, natives started appearing from the trees. I would like to say that I communicated with them and we made peace, but the truth is I screamed and ran. They seemed as scared as me and scattered. This was about an hour ago, I am going back to the village with my stuff, I hope to either impress them so much with my laptop (Marlowe-the god with the magic shiny box) that they feed and welcome me, or scare them so much with my solar cell, which looks like an umbrella covered with silver foil, that they run away long enough for me to steal supplies!
I'll post an update as soon as I am able.
Unless they eat me.



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