Campy Cameron

With my week-long flu refusing to go away, I was forced to take a medical leave for the second time that week. My head was spinning, my throat got re-infected again, and my fever had returned, threatening to make me pull out of the Cameron trip. Sindy had said that perhaps I would heal better up there, but I was worried it I would more likely to suffer than to heal. So I drank several cups of hot Hor Yan Hor tea that evening before our departure. Supposingly, it would cool down a 'heaty' body. Miraculously, it worked, and I was all well again later that night, except that it kept me wide awake until 3 am. Yes, if you are in desperate need to get well from sore throat and flu, try Hor Yan Hor tea... guarantee to make you well instantly!

With just 3 hours of sleep, I woke up the next morning and was set for the much needed holidays. So, the four of us straight-acting macho gym boys, two of whom are sinful bloggers, set off our road trip first to Ipoh for breakfast. Then we visited Kellie's Castle for cam-whoring, before driving up the winding road to the Camerons.

The hills are alive with the sound of music

With songs they have sung for a thousand years...

Yes, the hills were alive, until the cool pristine ambience was shattered by high pitch squeals, as the straight-acting macho gymmers transformed into the campy drama queens....

The hairpin bends on the very winding stretch of the road up the hills proved too much for the queens.


There was plenty to eat and drink throughout the trip, except for cocks, balls, nipples, cum and assholes. The drama queens abandoned their normally gruelling gym and diet plan in favour of Ipoh's famous Salted Steamed Chicken, yummicious Ipoh Dim Sum, the 3-colour drinks, Cameron's sweet honey corn and fried mushroom, more tea, and steamboat. On the way back, we had to make a mandatory stop in Ipoh again to try out the special Curry Chicken wrapped in bread.




And of course, there was plenty of time for the drama queens to hiao in the hotel room. As night fall, and no hunks were spotted at the highlands, the queens grew more and more restless and desperate. Yes, desperate they were, as they proceeded to show more and more skin, unnecessarily proclaim love and affection to one another to the extent of engaging in mock sexual acts. Unthinkable!

The drama queens not only hiao in the privacy of their hotel room, they also shamelessly hiao in public! Shameless!!!



Definitely, this is a trip to remember and cherish, as the bond between the drama queens grew stronger.



Yes, they even planned for their old age.... as they made a pact to grow old and retire gracefully in Cameron Highlands. With their savings, they would buy and live in a bungalow with a little garden manned by a few hunky workers.




As the drama queens made their descent, they also pledged to return very soon to Cameron. There is a very good reason to come back and enjoy the stress-free environment (except for the horrendous traffic jam).

And of course, that one good reason is this:

Selected pictures courtesy of BravingKL.