Continuing from my previous post...
We headed upwards to the end of the road and found out that Suria Hill Country House was the last sturdy building on the road. If we went further, we'll be met by miles and miles of trees and nothingness except some small folks' homes. So we headed back to Suria Hill Country House to try our luck.
Gated houses wouldn't stop us! Ha'ah!
|We were greeted with a closed entrance. Tall iron gates met us.|
|Private Property. Do you dare to come in?|
|Open Sesame! And in I drove my blue vehicle.|
|Clockwise from upper left : Kudsiyah and Muharram, side view of the house, the living room (lobby) and the guest registration form.|
|From left: Toilet with shower and the double single beds with a flat screen TV. Common amenities for a comfortable night stay in the forest.|
|Clockwise from upper left: Eating area, kampung style food for lunch, self-service beverages, banana fritters, and my house-mate enjoying a buffet-style experience.|
|Clock-wise from upper left : Back view of the house, the pathway up hill into the unknown (yet), following the pathway wondering what meets us after, found wooden tree swings (adorable!), a shallow river and signage warning off litterbugs.|
|Sayonara Suria Hill Country House! Thanks for having me!|