Arriving @ Tanah Rata, Cameron Highlands
Crisp, cold weather. Warm, welcoming friends. The best mix to refresh, renew and reawaken the soul.
Despite a hair-raising start when we almost couldn’t get our tickets and 3 of our party almost not making the bus, the rest of the trip was uneventful… well, except of course for the parts when a small cicada turned all our young men into cats — the “scaredy” kind. We were visited at least 3 times by cicadas and Andy became the hero of the trip.
The first night, we had hot chocolate out in the driveway, because nothing makes hot chocolate taste better than standing in the cold wind in the dark night. Suddenly, someone screams that there’s a HUGE INSECT in the house. Everyone inside, scrambles out. Only brave Andy walks back in, unafraid. He nonchalantly bends over and picks up the wayfaring cicada. He brings it out for us to see and we all begin to snap photos of this huge scary insect that doesn’t bite. Then, Jefferson decides he wants to be brave too, and takes the cicada from Andy’s fingers. The cicada isn’t too happy about that, and curls its little legs around Jefferson’s finger. He promptly freaks out and flicks it off. Which is exactly what the cicada wants (freedom!) and exactly what nobody else wants (its freedom). In less time that it takes to say “chicken”, everyone, including the guys (yes, the MEN) scatter in different directions. Tsk. Tsk.
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