When I was back home for my 10-day holiday in Sabah, the only tourist attraction I visited was the Tip of Borneo. It is publicized as the most Northern point of the Borneo island.
Getting there was no easy even with our own car. The road signs were very lacking.
3G connection was bad and we had to rely on our inner GPS to guess which road to take when at a junction.
Along the way, we saw a lot of oil palm tree plantations. The plantations were thick with oil palm trees with their evil-looking pointy leaves.
There were also coconut trees which looked like they were beheaded and left with pointy tree stumps.
On our way, we passed by several homestay houses that didn’t look as comfortable as a city person wants. But if you want to be able to see the beautiful sea during evey waking moment (only that and not much else), I suppose staying at the Tip of Borneo area is good.
After several turns and windy roads, we reached the seaside. The weather that day was great. The sun was bright but not too hot and the sky was clear with only some clouds.
The Tip was at the very end of the road and we had to park our car. There was an uphill slope that we needed to climb before we were at the edge.
Visitors of the Tip of Borneo
We reached the Tip of Borneo at around 10am. I was surprised to see that many people were already there and some just about to go back. What time did they leave their house/hotel to come here so early?
We also saw a TV production team with a TV host in a red T-shirt, a couple taking wedding photos (stunning view) and a few lovebirds.
As usual, there was a large globe-thing with words like “YOU ARE AT THE TIP OF BORNEO. NOW GET A COOKIE” so people can remember where they actually were when they look back at the photos. “Hmmm…this stone looks like the one in Sandakan, or was it Kudat?”
The actual Tip of Borneo is a protruding rock surface which is half-heartedly fenced off with a small wooden road block that said: “DANGER” in Malay.
Mom and I played it safe and didn’t walk down, although I would have if I were with friends.
We listened to the waves crash and the cicada sing as we stared at the very end (or beginning) of the Borneo island.