Cameron Highlands Late 2009

This is an almost expired entry. I'm putting it in now because this time, I'm entering the post through my netbook which has all the photos taken on many occassions. Earlier, my entry was keyed-in from the office (normally lunch time or after working hours tau!). No photos there.

It was during one long weekend that abah suddenly felt like having a family outing to Cameron Highland. We've been to Cameron Highland four times in the last 2 years. We just came back from Penang (for the company's family day) and Port Dickson (- at our favorite spot - the Avillion) but we still tagged along (we like to go there, anyway). It's a triple joy for the kids (apa taknya, tiap-tiap minggu jalan ).

Only Ri did not managed to come along. All four families agreed to go. Our family from Shah Alam, Fifah from Bukit Jalil, two more cars (Cali's and Nan's) from Sungai Petani. Reservation has been made at an apartment (forgot the name) by Farah prior to the journey. It was a winding journey (biasa la kan ...) but with breathtaking view. It was drizzling and foggy along the journey up the hill.

Lovely photos isn't it? Shot by an amateur whom almost fell onto the driver as she climbs the car's roof top to snap the photos (it was me)... hmmm.

What surprises us the most is the long queue to crawl up the hill which began from Tanah Rata. For those of you who have been there, please imagine the crawl. For those who plan to go there, please avoid long weekend, as it will tires you. BTW, the rainy season worsened the situation as we had to limit the visits in Cameron Highland. On top of all the 'not so nice' scenario, we enjoyed the one night stay because we were together as a family.

Now, let's just enjoy some of the photos.

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