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Continuing our tour up the river, we came upon (Left) Chinese fishing boats, (Middle) a beached boat that seemed to be missing its stern, and (Right) a riverside hovel.
As we neared the farthest point in hour river run, we came upon Kampong Morten, a traditional Malay village or kampong named in honor of the British official who lent (according to our boat guide) or gave (according to our printed guide) $10,000 so the Malay community could purchase the land on which the kampong was later built. The buildings, which have the characteristic Malay roof, have corrugated iron surfaces since the traditional palm thatch is difficult and expensive to maintain. The houses are built on stilts to protect against flooding.
Left: the local mosque. Right: At the end of the trip, after the boat had chugged past the dock so it could turn around and head in the proper directoion for another departure, it arrived at the far side of the lumber-shipping operation we had seen a few day's earlier from the Jonkers Street bridge Our 45-minute was at an end and with it, our chance to rest our feet, our protection from the sun — and our immersion in diesel fumes.
