Carrying on from our last post the 18 month old baby did not stop crying untill 3am and promptly awoke at 8am to carry on her crying fit! rant most definitely over now.....
I've decided to write this blog ( Georgia), as James needs a day off haha.
We arrived in Georgetown to a very quiet guesthouse called Muntri House. We checked in and was dissapointed to see that the 'air-con' we had paid for was merely a fan unit. We don't like to complain, so just put our bags in the room, had a shower and went out for food. We walked for to find somewhere for dinner and come across a place called 'Little India' . When Malayasia was under British Rule, they employed Indian people to work in construction, they effectively were shipped from India to Georgetown. This explains the large amount of Indian immigrants in the area. They are now of course Malayasian and have their own quarter of the Town. If you looked around you, you would have thought you was in India. Indian music was played, stalls selling Indian food were everywhere and shops selling beautiful Indian clothing. We decided to of course try some Indian Cuisine. James enjoyed his, however I did not. I don't like chicken on the bone in a curry, and this just put me off!
The next day we got on a local busand headed towards the National Park. Our plan was to catch a boat to Monkey Beach and then complete the 2 hour trek through the National Park back to the entrance. When we juumped off the bus, we stopped at a little restaurant and had curry again, this time it was much nicer :) . The owner made a very nice homemade curry and I was happy! Indian before a trekk was not what we wanted to eat, it was the only place open!
We got the boat to Monkey Beach, set off around 2 minutes on the path and I come across some ten monkeys in the pathway. Don't ask me why I would go to Monkey Beach when I am afraid of monkeys.... But I did! Much to James's dissapoinment I ran away like the big girl I am and refused to complete the trekk. I read reviews on tripadvisor before saying a fellow traveller was attacked by the monkeys and had to have a rabies injections. This kind of thing is rare; but I didn't want to take the chance. We got the boat back to the entrance and took the bus back to the hotel! It was a day out all in all, I just wish the Monkey Mafia wasn't waiting in a pack at the beginning!! Night time arrived and it was ladies night at the bar close to our hotel. Free drinks for girls=happy Georgia. We stayed and had some cocktails, before setting off to bed!
The next day we went on our own walking tour around the town, visited a fort, walked through the quiet streets and even saw a huge cruise ship docked into the port. Georgetown is a world hertiage site with many of the buildings being listed including our hostel which may explain the temporary thin walls between rooms and the lack of air conditioning.
After doing a bit of research, we booked a bus to the 'Cameron Highlands' which was a hill station that the British occupied to escape the heat in the lowlands. We had heard from people we met on our travels, that you can have afternoon tea in the mountains so that was a good enough reason to go. We took the bus at 11.30am and arrived around 4ish to a town that looked so pretty and temperatures of 20C! Right up out street (just what we need, abit of cold weather ;))
We booked a tour which included trekking in the jungle, visiting a tea planatation , doing some strawberry picking and a visiting butterfly farm! We was most definitely not dissapointed. Firstly, we went into the mountains and saw 'tea-pickers' picking tea leaves and loading sacks of leaves onto tractors to be taken to the factories where the tea is made into what we know as 'tea'. At the factory we got a cup of Cameron Higlands tea and a ice cold peach tea. very nice :) even got a sausage pastry dish to go alongisde it.....
The next stop saw us go to a strawberry farm and hand pick our own strawberries! We paid around 6pounds for half a kilo... slightly pricey even by English standards but was definitely worth it. The strawberries are some of the best I've tasted!
We asked the guide not to be dropped off to the town with the others in our tour as we wanted to stop for afternoon tea and then walk but to the town we were staying in via the forest. We had afternoon tea at "Ye Olde Smokehouse Hotel" and had some fresh scones, shortbread and tea! It was beautiful and we felt very British. The surroundings were outside in the forest, opposite a golf course and the decor inside what like a old English country House! One for the historians such as myself :) We finished our scones and strawberries and took 'Trail 4' back to our hotel. The signposts estimated the walk in the forest to be around an hour or so. Me and James done it in 45minutes, because we are pro's ;)
In the 1960s there was only 2,000 people living in the cameron islands and he was one of them! Today there are over 45,000 people. The guide was understably worried about the envirnoment and conservation for the area. He said so much of the jungle is being torn down, and predicts that almost half of it will go in the future. Very sad and definitely something to think about!
We have a bus booked to Kuala Lumpur tomorrow at 8.00am to continue our next adventure. The Cameron Highlands have been one of the best places we have visited so far (for me at least) .
p.s James broke his phone, not only is the screen smashed, the touch screen doesn't work either.
untill next time......
I've decided to write this blog ( Georgia), as James needs a day off haha.
We arrived in Georgetown to a very quiet guesthouse called Muntri House. We checked in and was dissapointed to see that the 'air-con' we had paid for was merely a fan unit. We don't like to complain, so just put our bags in the room, had a shower and went out for food. We walked for to find somewhere for dinner and come across a place called 'Little India' . When Malayasia was under British Rule, they employed Indian people to work in construction, they effectively were shipped from India to Georgetown. This explains the large amount of Indian immigrants in the area. They are now of course Malayasian and have their own quarter of the Town. If you looked around you, you would have thought you was in India. Indian music was played, stalls selling Indian food were everywhere and shops selling beautiful Indian clothing. We decided to of course try some Indian Cuisine. James enjoyed his, however I did not. I don't like chicken on the bone in a curry, and this just put me off!
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| George of the jungle |
We got the boat to Monkey Beach, set off around 2 minutes on the path and I come across some ten monkeys in the pathway. Don't ask me why I would go to Monkey Beach when I am afraid of monkeys.... But I did! Much to James's dissapoinment I ran away like the big girl I am and refused to complete the trekk. I read reviews on tripadvisor before saying a fellow traveller was attacked by the monkeys and had to have a rabies injections. This kind of thing is rare; but I didn't want to take the chance. We got the boat back to the entrance and took the bus back to the hotel! It was a day out all in all, I just wish the Monkey Mafia wasn't waiting in a pack at the beginning!! Night time arrived and it was ladies night at the bar close to our hotel. Free drinks for girls=happy Georgia. We stayed and had some cocktails, before setting off to bed!
The next day we went on our own walking tour around the town, visited a fort, walked through the quiet streets and even saw a huge cruise ship docked into the port. Georgetown is a world hertiage site with many of the buildings being listed including our hostel which may explain the temporary thin walls between rooms and the lack of air conditioning.
After doing a bit of research, we booked a bus to the 'Cameron Highlands' which was a hill station that the British occupied to escape the heat in the lowlands. We had heard from people we met on our travels, that you can have afternoon tea in the mountains so that was a good enough reason to go. We took the bus at 11.30am and arrived around 4ish to a town that looked so pretty and temperatures of 20C! Right up out street (just what we need, abit of cold weather ;))
We booked a tour which included trekking in the jungle, visiting a tea planatation , doing some strawberry picking and a visiting butterfly farm! We was most definitely not dissapointed. Firstly, we went into the mountains and saw 'tea-pickers' picking tea leaves and loading sacks of leaves onto tractors to be taken to the factories where the tea is made into what we know as 'tea'. At the factory we got a cup of Cameron Higlands tea and a ice cold peach tea. very nice :) even got a sausage pastry dish to go alongisde it.....
The next stop saw us go to a strawberry farm and hand pick our own strawberries! We paid around 6pounds for half a kilo... slightly pricey even by English standards but was definitely worth it. The strawberries are some of the best I've tasted!
We asked the guide not to be dropped off to the town with the others in our tour as we wanted to stop for afternoon tea and then walk but to the town we were staying in via the forest. We had afternoon tea at "Ye Olde Smokehouse Hotel" and had some fresh scones, shortbread and tea! It was beautiful and we felt very British. The surroundings were outside in the forest, opposite a golf course and the decor inside what like a old English country House! One for the historians such as myself :) We finished our scones and strawberries and took 'Trail 4' back to our hotel. The signposts estimated the walk in the forest to be around an hour or so. Me and James done it in 45minutes, because we are pro's ;) In the 1960s there was only 2,000 people living in the cameron islands and he was one of them! Today there are over 45,000 people. The guide was understably worried about the envirnoment and conservation for the area. He said so much of the jungle is being torn down, and predicts that almost half of it will go in the future. Very sad and definitely something to think about!
We have a bus booked to Kuala Lumpur tomorrow at 8.00am to continue our next adventure. The Cameron Highlands have been one of the best places we have visited so far (for me at least) .
p.s James broke his phone, not only is the screen smashed, the touch screen doesn't work either.
untill next time......
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