- no one could change USD which we needed to pay for our 3rd party insurance;
- no one could sell us 3rd party insurance (so I had to march back to Thailand);
- and none of the guys there new what a Carnet de Passage was (as they were all new staff, so I had to run them through the process of filling in the form step by step, which was good fun!)
Meanwhile poor Col was struck down by the intense heat and humidity and had to ask a stranger to help spray him with Jerrogi (the name of our garden sprayer), while I was galavanting around the border.
On a positive note, upon crossing the border Col immediately spotted a Dusky Langur (a charasmatic little black faced monkey) and we headed for the chaotic and humid town of Alor Setar where we spent a night before legging it down to the Cameron Highlands in search of cooler air. Here in this 3500+ feet tea growing region, we had the novelty of paying $17 to sleep in our van, outside some big fancy, schmancy resort in their car park. We even got a receipt for it, although are still perplexed as to what time check out is and why the cleaning staff haven't turned up to change our sheets ( :) )
It was also a priceless moment last night when the waitress asked us what our room number was, after eating in the hotels restaurant and Col joked that we should charge it to S144 MCS (our car's registration number).
Now we need to leg it down to Port Klang to begin the process of shipping Miranda to Oz, as apparently Miranda is not allowed into Singapore, as she has a bed and stove fitted. Sorry for the lack of detailed blogs but we haven't had much time due to all the driving. Watch this space...
PS. A Malaysian advert. It is very juvenile of us but this poster seems to be lost in translation.
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