sungai Pauh Cameron Highlands

​I booked for a weekday a Monday, to be specific. I arrived at the campsite at 7 pm, not because I started my journey from KL late, but because I was going for a reconnaissance (recce) trip up to Pos Belau. That’s a story for another day.
​The counter was closed. Feeling a slight sense of panic, I saw a family camping at one of the platforms. I asked them if they had the contact number for the caretaker. Luckily, they did. I called the number, and a lady answered. She said my slot was platform A5. I had booked this a week ago through the forestry website.
​I didn't know that the place had recently refurbished the platforms they are now made of some poly-material instead of wood. I quickly transferred my camping gear to my spot, and the first thing I did was take a hot shower. Thank god for the working water heater! I also noticed several new toilet bowls. I guess they replaced the old ones. Otherwise, the shower and toilet blocks are still the same, but this time they were clean probably because there weren't many campers.
​After dinner in Brinchang, I came back to the campsite. I chatted for a while with my neighbor, who happened to have a small fire lit up. The pit provided a warm place for my frozen palms. Then, I went back to my place. The temperature just kept dropping. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, even after a few drinks. I went inside my tent and got cozy.
​I woke up the next morning to the sound of birds chirping and kids. I saw them playing in the river already. The excitement of the river must have numbed their senses. For me, it was like waking up in the Arctic. I thought I'd better go out for a cup of hot coffee at a kopitiam rather than staying there to make one.
​By 10 am, I came back and packed up, then headed to Brinchang for the best scones. For RM20 per night, I would say this place is still a great bargain.

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