Back in 1988 I took a trip in a boat, up a Malaysian River from Kuala Tembeling to Kuala Tahan. As far as I recall in those days it was the only way to get to Kuala Tahan, the gateway from which to explore Taman Negara National Park. There was a feeling of 'getting away from it all' as one lowered onself tentatively into the fragile craft for the 3 hour trip up to the Park Accomodation. The modern resort had not yet been built and the buildings there were just a collection of low wooden huts. As the boat pulled away from the jetty I remember feeling a real sense of relief that, for a few precious days, I was leaving most of the modern world behind.
