Two Khmer Villagers’ Dream – Part 2

(continued from “Two Khmer Villagers’ Dream – Part 1“)

Asnol, my Borneo J.V. partner and chief hunter.
Asnol, my Borneo J.V. partner and chief hunter.

In an earlier blog post (here), I had mentioned we have our own dedicated team of gaharu hunters in Borneo now. Using a strategic joint-venture partnership arrangement, I was able to gain 100% legal, full access to over 500 acres of Borneo jungle land. We even got the local Dato’s blessing.

So what does this translate to? It means I can have as many agarwood trees as I want from this area, and its fully sanctioned. No illegal felling, no smuggling, etc, which is standard practice in Borneo and elsewhere. Contrary to how things are typically done, I prefer to forge strategic partnerships which allow me to get old wild agarwood trees without breaking any laws.

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Two Khmer Villagers’ Dream – Part 1

As most of you may know already, despite Agar Aura being located in Malaysia, most of our staff consists of Khmers (Cambodians), either themselves refugees who fled Pol Pot’s infamous “Reign of Terror”, or their children.

The sweet old lady is actually tough as a boot. Seen here: a gaharu drop-point, where she grilled the hunters. She's not technically one of our staff, but we sure appreciate her pro bono help!
The sweet old lady is actually tough as a boot. Seen here: a gaharu drop-point, where she grilled the hunters. She’s not technically one of our staff, but we sure appreciate her pro bono help!

Whenever Ahmad and Yusof’s mother is asked to share some stories from Cambodia, you can see the sadness in her eyes. She went through a lot when she fled, on foot, from Cambodia to Malaysia. For a whole month, ‘home’ to her had been a grimy tunnel, where she had to hide to make sure she wasn’t being followed.

Earlier this month, when I was there, I met one of the uncles. I noticed that everyone seemed to be yelling at him, even the kids. I’ve never found these folks to be rude, I thought to myself, I wonder why everyone’s yelling at the poor old chap..?

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So where’re the oud, dude…?

With all the chaotic running around, I decided to bring my family along to Borneo on my latest trip. Here I am having some relaxing family time in Kuching, standing by Sarawak river.
With all the chaotic running around, I decided to bring my family along to Borneo on my latest trip. Here I am having some relaxing family time by Sarawak River in Kuching.

If you’ve been following my recent blog posts from the past several months, you probably expected a whole lot of new products to be released by now. Each country that I visit seems to be melding into the other, in my mind. There are so many distillation projects running at the moment, its even hard for me to keep track (over a dozen projects, in over half a dozen countries).

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Taha, the… Dayak?

Round 1.... then came round 2, then round 3. Every calorie totally earned, ha! The black liquid is coffee. I had 2 more rounds after this.
Round 1…. then came round 2, then round 3. Every calorie totally earned, ha! The black liquid is coffee. I had 2 more rounds after this.

I’m finally back in Kuching (Sarawak, Malaysian Borneo), and boy is it good to be back! Kalbar, the Sanggau Regency to be exact, was a back breaker. And although this particular trip was very successful, I won’t deny I am totally enjoying the comforts of Kuching. One of the many little things I made sure to enjoy was real, brewed, coffee. A rare commodity in my travels.

But this post is not about Kuching; I wanted to share with you one of the most bizarre experiences I’ve ever had in my travels…

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Myanmar: Final Chapter – aka “The Beginning”

Mr. Wai, the distiller, is an interesting fellow. For one, contrary to what I commonly see here, I am fascinated by his longyi which is tied at his waist elegantly using a device I cannot decipher. He has wise eyes, he pauses before he speaks, and he is very patient. Most importantly, he expressed not a single objection to the Agar Aura distillation techniques I proposed.

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Myanmar vol.1

There's a strong Indian influence here.  Just one example: tea (or coffee in my case) is poured first into the saucer to cool it down and then sipped.
There’s a strong Indian influence here. Just one example: tea (or  this alleged coffee in my case) is poured first into a saucer to cool it down and then sipped.

The internet connection isn’t the greatest, I can’t seem to find ‘real’ coffee anywhere, and my translator will be arriving soon to pick me up and take me to the wood warehouse and distillery. For all these reasons, I’ll have to keep this post short.

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