I awaited the traditional Year 12 excursion to Temburong with a mixture of excitement, curiosity, and just a hint of outright fear. It would, after all, be something of a "trial by fire", when the year group would come together in a way they simply hadn't before starting the IB. In the end, my fears were justified, but so was my excitement, and my curiosity was well dispersed.
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| A trust exercise: by relying on everyone else to catch you in the tarp as you fell, you took a risk. |
A six-hour trek through thick jungle, ostensibly navigating ourselves (although we were lost more often than we knew where we were) was the highlight of this experience — or perhaps the lowlight. It was difficult, exhausting, uncomfortable, and by the end of it, I was not only feeling quite sick, but thoroughly enjoying it. This was very much a rollercoaster kind of trip for me: ups and downs all the way. Despite everything else, the flying fox was very fun, rain notwithstanding.
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| Our year group was divided into two teams. This was the team I was in. |
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| Everyone about to set off on boat. |
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| Wading into the (freezing) river in the morning certainly woke us all up. |
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