Just got back from a trip to Fraser's Hill over the weekends. I know. Call me insane for rushing off to a mountain half-way through a normal weekend, but honestly! I really wanted to rest my head as well as to date with my gf. I dragged her along, (really dragging, pulling her hair after i clubbed her), nah kidding I just wanted her to see where I was from, told her that i grew up on trees, eat and smell like a wild boar, and where my wild self originated...I told her about the horny monkeys... they are my brothers.
And I did have a good rest there. We stayed in Silver Park Apartments. It's a nice place with a goodview of a opposite tenant's toilet. Another good view is from our bathroom window, it's a good view coz it's missing the window. I guessed it has already rotten away. Well, i took my shower intuned with nature.
Ate our food at my aunts restaurant. Her cooking's just superb & warm hospitality! "Auntie I love you!!" (She doesn't charge me for the meals i took there, tsk tsk.) "I love you auntie! You're the best!"
Waterfall, what's so special about that place? I make better waterfall when i take a pist in the toilet. Let me explain why it's special on that particular morning, my gf was with me. The cool breeze, the smell of nature and "Pooot!" I farted, without her noticing it. Sorry dear, that wasn't from the rubbish bin.
To my late Granpa's bungalow. His farm grows almost all kinds of "own" fetillized vegetables, like cabbage, radish, gourds, beans, yams and even raspberry bushes. He used to rear chickens too but stopped. I really missed those days when i help my Granpa chop off chicken neck when it was still alive, then the blood squeezed into a bowl for steaming later. There's a lot of greenery like tall conifers, small stout Christmas trees and a whole lot of flowers. Of all the mountains (Cameron and Genting besides), I like Fraser's Hill the best, it's still quite pristine and green, and definitely the least developed of the three.
It was a good rest for me...
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