With the Indonesian Visa in hand, we climb aboard a bus and head north, bound for the cool, tea growing area of the Cameron Highlands. As I step of the bus in Tanah Rata, I get an unusual feeling... is that cold? After the past 6 months, where the only coolness has been artificially produced conditioned air, it’s both novel and refreshing to be naturally cold.
After an initial suspicion about a lack of fan in the room, I realise that I’ll need that extra blanket they jokingly brought for me. On the road, I’ve realised the value and importance of simple things – hot showers and comfortable pillows. This place has both in abundant supply, and with the weather a little on the cool side, it’s heavenly to disappear under the blankets with a good book.
After an initial suspicion about a lack of fan in the room, I realise that I’ll need that extra blanket they jokingly brought for me. On the road, I’ve realised the value and importance of simple things – hot showers and comfortable pillows. This place has both in abundant supply, and with the weather a little on the cool side, it’s heavenly to disappear under the blankets with a good book.
Soon we’re on a bus north again, heading for the north-west Malaysian island of Penang. Stepping out of the air-conditioned bus into the coastal humidity is like being asphyxiated with a warm wet blanket– instantly hot and sticky, and a big shock after the past few days in a cool climate. The boat for Indonesia leaves tomorrow which throws a spanner in our works - we planned to have a couple of days in Penang, but a few is too many... so we’re leaving Penang after spending only one afternoon here.
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