Khailee and I decided to make a last-minute trip to Cameron Highlands one weekend (my definition of “last-minute” is something that is planned less than 7 days beforehand) to get away from the hustle, bustle, heat, dust and pollution that is KL.
We took Unititi Express up and the 4.5 hour journey was more bearable than I imagined it to be. After several nauseous childhood experiences of traveling up the winding road that leads to Tanah Rata, I’ve become a lot less optimistic about the strength of my stomach.
The only issue with the bus was its gaudy upholstery. Well, it wasn’t an issue with me. But my traveling buddy seemed to think otherwise. Safe to say I was questioned about whether bus companies think that this design represents luxury (I think it’s cheap, that’s why they took it), what could be going on in the designers’ heads as they designed this piece of cloth, why what who where when how…..
You name it, he asked it.
Right as we were circling up the windy, nauseating, Cameron Highlands drive.
When we arrived at Tanah Rata, the sky was a gorgeous hue of blue and the weather a blissful chill. Everything was going spectacularly… and then he bought the abomination that is his strawberry beanie. Thankfully, his repeated attempts to make me wear it (and photograph me in it, God forbid) bounced off me before you can say “berry”. But I have to admit. He looked positively hilarious.
Our first meal in Tanah Rata was at Nasi Kukus at this ‘gerai’ beside the tourist information center. It kind of reminds me of the yummy nasi kukus they used to sell at Plaza Sentral’s gas chamber of a cafeteria. Anyway, I wasn’t too big a fan but Khailee was so addicted to it that he had it on Friday and Saturday.
After exploring Tanah Rata, we kinda parked ourselves at “Rosedale Bistro” and dined, read and WiFi-ed in the cafe. Yes. We’re creatures of habit — exploring new places to read and work. Except we’re in a totally different state and traveled 4.5 hours to do that.
But the highlight of our trip (to me) was BOH tea plantation. I haven’t been here since I was a child and here, I was literally surrounded by lush greenery!
You’d think 4.5 hours away from the city, and up in the highlands, you’ll be afforded anonymity. At the BOH Tea Plantation, we bumped into Amin & Fatemeh (my favorite, and only, Iranian friends). Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind at all (I love Amin & Fatemeh 
I just pondered the smallness of Malaysia.
I went on a photo-frenzy here at the tea plantation and had to get extra batteries from the shop when my charged ones ran out. But it was all worth it
As you can see, tons of camwhoring involved. But… how often do I camwhore anyway nowadays?
Verdict? I had a smashing weekend of cool air, cold nights, reading, work and awesome company. Definitely be back soon Camerons… and this time, with Strawberries!
Hi. I'm Xinch. I'm a proud Penangite. Passionate about many things. I love to talk, ramble, and thus, I blog. 
