I found the trip rather unrealistic. I mean, we drive and get stuck in the jam for 2 hours just to drink tea and eat scones? To make matters worst, Dad made it clear that we were to spend 3 hours at the tea house. The adults seem to think it was a brilliant plan. I regretted letting Mom talk me into tagging along. Btw, there's something about Cameron highlands that make your kids look more adorable then they really are.![]() I was so BORED! My other cousins were playing this Chinese hand game "errrr-liiinnnggg-wuuuuu" . They left out the only boy. I think everyone goes through this stage when your about 5-8 years old where you have extreme hate for the opposite sex. My sis is part of an anti-boys club with her friends at school. I grabbed him for sum photo's. Rather talented boy i suppose. Rachel took one look at us as she called us childish! Imagine that, my 9 year old sister calling me childish. Is that the quote of the week or WHAT?!?!. Anyways, 5 mins down the clock, and she was joining us. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() after the 3 hours past, Dad had this brilliant idea of hiking all the way down through the tea plantations to the parking lot. Not fun. It didnt even smell like tea. All it smelt of was fertilizer.The ground was so NOT flat. Thank God I was wearing sport shoes. "Travelling" downhill at such condition brought back memories of the time I was stung by 8 bees while jungle trekking in Lumut. I was constantly looking for bees in the middle of the tea farm. (Isn't there Honey tea?? Honey=Bee) ![]() ![]() ![]() On the way back to Ipoh, we stopped by at clear waters. They actually label EVERY plant there. Try pronouncing this one LIVE lifeLAUGH harder LOVE more Sabrina. C |