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Adventure of Malaysia or The stop for a black tea in the Cameron Highlands
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Malaysia
Hey all :))
The wind blows me to other unexplored Malaysian sceneries. Directly into the heart of the mountainous part of the Malay Peninsula. :-) I am waking up to the gloomy morning of the magnificent mountain plateau with the fluffy tea plantations, verdant hills and original forest at an altitude of around 1 500 meters. I am peeking with one eye outside through a roof window. Falling down. And raining again. The conscience does not hesitate even a second and sends the eye back into a sweet dream for the next hour. Somewhere in the distance, in my sweet meditation, in the ears sound just the familiar sound of the drops knocking on a glass. I am instinctively hiding the right leg under the body. And subconsciously in the half asleep, I am attracting a blanket closer to my chin. I am still hiding for a moment before the inclement drizzly weather as a little naughty girl…
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yours Kate with LOVE :))
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The wind blows me to other unexplored Malaysian sceneries. Directly into the heart of the mountainous part of the Malay Peninsula. :-) I am waking up to the gloomy morning of the magnificent mountain plateau with the fluffy tea plantations, verdant hills and original forest at an altitude of around 1 500 meters. I am peeking with one eye outside through a roof window. Falling down. And raining again. The conscience does not hesitate even a second and sends the eye back into a sweet dream for the next hour. Somewhere in the distance, in my sweet meditation, in the ears sound just the familiar sound of the drops knocking on a glass. I am instinctively hiding the right leg under the body. And subconsciously in the half asleep, I am attracting a blanket closer to my chin. I am still hiding for a moment before the inclement drizzly weather as a little naughty girl…
Follow the link for the continuation :))
yours Kate with LOVE :))
---> covertheroad.com!
Do you like? Follow Facebook, Twitter or Instagram ---> #covertheroadcom! xxx :))
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