Despite having to push The Beast off the highway and leave it abandoned on some wasteland just days earlier, we headed off to the Cameron Highlands for a change of scenery. We stayed at Bala's guesthouse, a mock tudor old boarding school, which served tea and scones in the afternoon and delicious curries in the evening. It is slightly surreal visiting what can only be described as little england smack bang in the middle of malaysia. Stopping in for yet more tea at The Smokehouse you would think you were in the English countryside. 
Of course we visited the Boh Tea Plantation and enjoyed pots of tea. We (very laziliy) drove to the top of Gunung Brinchang and marvelled at the undulating patterns of perfectly clipped tea plants that stretched as far as the eye could see. We wrapped up warm in front of the fire in the evening and Kate and I followed one of the trails around Tana Rata and enjoyed a spot of bird watching and jungle scrambling.
We also payed a visit to the butterfly farm which can only be described as the farm of death. Littered all over the floor were the carcasses of dead butterflies. In a small glass case a 3-horned rhinoceros beetle lay rigid on its back. A neglected fish floated on top of the pond while all its friends swam idly by. Finally, in an overcrowded case 4 baby jungle geckos lay massacred by their parents. Not a place to brind the kids!
Not far out of KL I think the Cameron Highlands will become a bit of retreat. 
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