It was about 4:30 pm on Saturday afternoon when we visited downtown BSB. One of the most stunning sights viewed from down town was the old mosque.
Perhaps it was well that my expectations for BSB weren’t high for there did not seem a lot to recommend it. I had read words to that effect in the Lonely Planet but put that down to seasoned travellers expecting it to be another Bangkok, Hong Kong or Singapore. However, watching the longboats ferrying people across the water to the villages and other places proved interesting. After turning down several offers of round trips from forward boat owners we drifted along the streets and in and out of shopping centres. Many stall holders were getting ready for another night of celebrations for the king’s birthday. There were so many of them I couldn’t work out who their customers were going to be – there certainly weren’t many around while we were in town!