The Lake House

Today we shipped out! An incredibly smelly bus station led to a rather uncomfortable four hour bus trip. About half was pretty awesome, just a straight road in a comfy bus. Then we arrived at the road that climbed the highlands, it was fairly windy, and pretty fast and extremely unpleasant. Normal Malaysian roads are scary enough (and by 'enough' I mean they'd serve as a perfectly viable form of extreme torture to any normal person, but Malaysians on mountain roads? It was hard to resist falling to my knees and kissing the ground. But hey, we survived, and I reckon the view was worth it:

That’s from where we sat for lunch. These are pic’s from our first room:

We sat in the room for a bit, it was fantastic, cute little colonial british rooms, awesome help and there’s all these beautiful huge butterflies fluttering around. Then we saw this:

Wait not that, this:

Argh, no, this:

For 100RM extra a night, how could we resist? Our new rooms, in the honeymoon sweet…

That bathroom is truly huge. We’ve got the entire house to ourselves, but right now we’re chillin’ in the Highlander Lounge, waiting for dinner to be cooked – Rack of lamb with strawberry sauce?

Interesting place we’re at.

PS:

A quick note: Having enjoyed our dinner, we retire again to the lounge, and we've noticed that while the Lake House aspires to be British Colonial in all respects, there is a large and noisy intruder. A bug zapper outside our first rooms window has been ranting its displeasure throughout our otherwise picturesque dinner, causing fits of laughter with every unfortunate insect.