One of the things about my family is their absolute love for tea. Honestly I donâ€™t know anyone who drinks as much tea as my Mum and Dad. They get through about 2 kettles a year just boiling enough water. This is one of the things I have been missing from home. Thereâ€™s nothing like a good cuppa.
This is what has drawn me here to the Cameron Highlands. The rolling hillside plantations are stunning and produce some of the tastiest tea I have been fortunate to try. Its incredibly beautiful too which is always a bonus.
My Mum and Dad are also avid gardeners so I was hoping to get the opportunity to see the Rafflesia, the largest flower in the world. Unfortunately I didn’t manage to find one. I did however get to try some of the tasty strawberries and enjoy freshly made jam and scones. A trek in the mossy forest is also a really lovely time to spend the morning.
The food here is pretty awful actually. You would think with the amount of local produce grown in these regions it would be a bit easier to find a nice meal. Unfortunately all the ones Iâ€™v tasted come with crinkle cut chips and suspicious â€˜smashâ€™ like mash potatoes.