Pace View Inn Ipoh

... area called the Padang. Here you can see the half timbered Royal Ipoh Club, still just as exclusive as ever, the Indian mosque, the FMS (Federated Malay Sates) bar and restaurant that claims to have been going since 1906 (but was closed when we were there). Also in this area are several administrative buildings from the Empire era including courthouse and the railway station (described locally as the little Taj). In reality it is nothing like the Taj Mahal but is a ...

... though, but I know what its like to have 5 scorpions crawling across my body, and Strawberry Farm, the last stop of the day where we enjoyed fresh glass of strawberry juice, of course. All this for approximately £15.00 was a bargain indeed.<br><br>To sum up, I truly enjoyed adventurous few days in Cameron Highlands, I enjoyed every breath of air I was sucking in and every moment I was sharing my experience with other wonderful travelers sitting around the stone fire in the evening.

... us that kids are always trouble on his bus, and they nearly always draw naked ladies on his seats :D haha. On arriving in Ipoh, we headed straight to the Tourist Information Center to find out some information about accommodation and where to stay. It seemed to be a Tourist Center for the entire of Perak, not just Ipoh. The man working there was very very helpful and friendly, gave us lots of information, maps, and books to help us through Malaysia. Unfortunately he gave us too ...

... a nearby cafe and had some Ice Coffees (Kopi coffee, the traditional Malay coffee) which I am now addicted to, and will have to get my hands on in the UK. At 2pm the museum re-opened and we went in. To our disappointment the Museum was mainly in Malay and only the odd paragraph in the entire museum, even though it was small, was in English. After leaving the museum it started to rain, really rain! Thunderstorm rain. We blame Tom for the rain, because he is the rain king ...

... but he died in Lisbon before it was finished &amp; his wife promptly sold up &amp; moved back home. We didnt visit the nearby Hindu temple which has a god statue in his likeness built by his Indian workers - we were just too hot! So we headed back into town &amp; the nearest air conditioned building which happened to be the local version of McDonalds - MarryBrowns where we sat on a swing with cool drinks! Back ...

... et une partie du matin. Imaginer le chemin. De vaste cratere tout boueux. Nous avons monter quand meme les premiers dans la jungle. Notre guide a du aller chercher l'autre gang. (du camion brise) J'avais les souliers a Rejean. Le premier pas il a manquer de rester dans le fond de la boue. Le guide m'a passer des souliers de soccer. Un peu trop grand mais quand meme mieux que ceux de Rejean. Rejean lui il etait "full equipe" mais pas pour ...

... wearing the fleece which had been hidden away at the bottom of my bag since I left Japan in April. The guest house I was staying at was really great. It had a very social atmosphere and comfy couches in the TV room - perfect for relaxing after a day on the trails. There are 13 interconnected trails all around Tanah Rata and Brinchang, the two main cities in the Cameron Highlands. On my first day I joined Sander and Shaun, from the ...

... around 5,000 feet above sea level. I decided my stomach was ready to brave the 2 hour bus ride, and we were off. A beautiful ride up the mountains, through much farmland, and a few towns. When we passed through Brinchang, we observed a Hindu ceremony in passing, one where a man is hooked in the back with many hooks, and pulls a cart, as well as another man dancing with this giant "headdress" that stands 15 feet tall, and as he spins and dances ...

... traditional way - tea leaves and a strainer. Amazing views of tea plantations from the tea room - a pretty amazing building which had just been built. SB: After lunch our guide took us to an Orang Asli village - original settlers in the area and still living in traditional villages in the hills. Took a while to get there and on the way saw just what tourism is doing to the environment here. They're building a new motorway for easier access to ...

... and her brother live a stone's throw from a mall, but there is absolutely no way of walking to it short of dashing across a 6-lane dual carriageway. In the evening, we drive to Seenivasagam Park, where we toss stale chapati and uncooked pasta (also expired) into a pond teeming with fishes and tortoises. The fish were quicker, but the tortoises were getting away with some questionable blocking manoeuvres. Apparently there was no referee.