Shannon’s Stories: A Blessing in Borneo
We had been pushing hard to exit a particularly nasty section of jungle in the middle of Borneo and my RZR was on fumes. Having run two five gallon cans and the on-board tank dry a fuel stop was looking mighty interesting. As we hit a paved road our lead guide informed us that the town ahead had been waiting for us to arrive.
As we rolled up the drive of a palatial looking government facility we were greeted by the sounds of drums and he sight of a local dance troupe. I quickly noted the lack of a podium and microphone and thought this might be different. It certainly was different. As we pressed closer we “foreigners” were singled out for special greeting as usual. Alan McMullen from Australia, always a good sport, stepped forward to be our token representative and was presented with a lovely hat. Sorry Alan, you looked…..great!
I have to admit that I know nothing of the true significance of any of what happened this day. I can only assume the great hat Alan received was a simple welcome token but the blessing we were about to receive from the Dayak Shaman, Priest, Medicine Man or whatever he was proved interesting enough. As dancers finished and we gathered closer to the source of the music our attention was focused on the chanting Dayak tribesman performing a ceremony.
Category: Borneo Excursion
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