It's 8 degrees up the hill! My first encounter with snow, really.

You can't exactly play with it because it is melting & I do not want to get a frostbite. It's peaceful & beautiful. Just wish it wasn't so foggy. There's a cross-like wiring/cable tower on top. I like it alot. Sort of remind you of Elijah & God's conversation: God promises that He is always there even in the smallest sound. Looking at this, God reaffirm that He is there eventhough you may not see Him among the mist.

It's a short hike up but I'm freezing despite having a cup of capuccino before I took the cable up. Mind you, that was a big cup of coffee. Biggest since my trip started.

And again, it was filled with Chinese tourist. And they are loud. And rude. Kept pushing me in the cable car. It's like, woman! What the...?

After a week away from home, Malaysians are actually very courteous. Europeans are more cultured but they are rude. Americans - loud & annoying. Okay, I shouldn't generalize. I met a really nice American girl.

So after sitting in THAT weather for 5minutes, I've decided to drop by one of the huts to grab a beer. It's freaking too cold & I need to warm up.

And I'm loving everything now ;)