This is a series of my throwback photos collections taken by my film camera, heavy picture loaded.
It was my second time to bring my Olympus OM-10 film camera on a trip. At that time, I was still not familiar with the whole mechanism of a fully manual film camera, a lot of the photos are either out of focus or overexposed, my heart sunk when I got the developed rolls back. I didn’t expect the result to be great but at the very least not to be too terrible, but it was just what it was.
I’ve never written about this trip on this blog (perhaps I did write on another site, I moved around quite a lot). When you grew up, it’s hard for friends to gather in all people showed up, we almost did for the trip, but another friend was sent out to the region last minute.
We arrived in this place in heavy rain, the road to our accommodation didn’t have a single roof shield (it was meant to be not to have a shield as this is in a jungle) Luckily, no one got sick.
We were fortunate as we and another family were the only 2 groups of guests on that day, we were given a large hut. The houses were made by bamboo so at night when the weather gets chilly, the bamboo will shrink and made creak voices which frightens me, I got scared not because of ghosts or intruders hidden in the jungle, but because of the monkey. We got some clear boxes in the house to put our belongings and bags inside, when you left the room you need to put the lids on, sealed it and turn the boxes upside down just in case the monkey barged in.
The dinner place was on top of the hill. Dinner was a stew with mixed vegetables, yummy and healthy to even until these days I still remember the taste, we used charcoal powder to clean our plates afterward. The sky has completely darkened when it’s time for us to get back to our huts, we were all careful to not slip or steps on frogs.
The next day, we went on hiking along with the guide and another group of guests. The road was slippery because of the rain the day before. The tour was guided by the girl in the above picture, she was from the US, I forgot her name but at that time she was a volunteer for the place and have just finished her uni in Malaysia. We climbed trees, swing with rattan from the tree, caught giant ants who didn’t bite, climbed over the dead big tree trunk cover with moss. Got ourselves covered with mud but happy, play staring games with monkeys on that sunny day. We left the place in the afternoon.
It was fun, we kept talking about going back but we never did for the past years. Perhaps, someday in the future.