Bako National Park is one of those places which takes your breath away with the chill wind and sweeps magic through the trees.
Travelling by boat, you can stay on the island, but no one recommends it.
The beach is cool and windy, the jungle stifling and steamy.
Sweat drips down the bridge of your nose and down your ankles into your socks.
Beware of sting-rays when you swim in the murky ocean.
Proboscis monkeys crash through the jungle, sending shards of leaves over your head, to congregate on the sand in deep grunting discussion.