FIREFLIES ROCK! I went to Kota Tinggi last week - two days only. :( We reached Kota Tinggi Waterfalls Resort. And I tell you - it wasn't a resort at all. The bathroom door was totally like rotting away, and the floor was tiled, and the bathroom was those sort of totally flat so when you bathe water covers every inch of the floor, and the television sizzled on every channel. Kids Central kept becoming black-and-white.

Anyway I suppose we WERE lucky to have been able to find a place so near Kota Tinggi Waterfall. It was just a few minutes' walk away. And we hadn't been able to book any hotel online. This resort had some sort of branch nearby, but we thought it was some sort of rainforest walk from its sign. It had this path sort of road leading inside. We felt really sad later, cuz that resort was WAY nicer - it had like all sorts of funny birds, monkeys and stuff, really living up to its name Kota Tinggi Rainforest Resort. The place was really like some rainforest thingy. There even was a rickety bridge over a river! The sort that Shrek in Shrek1 had crossed across the lava. Anyway it was a tad far from the waterfall, so maybe it wasn't so interesting.

Anyway Kota Tinggi Waterfalls was BEAUTIFUL!

There was this sort of path for interested people to see how the waterfall looked like from the top and where it came from. It was rather boring really. Just this peaceful small river. We walked to the end of the path. And we saw like this really pretty waterfall. It's like the traditional waterfall - very tall and very steep and very little stones to break the fall of the water, so naturally the pool was VERY deep. No one was allowed to like swim in it. My mum mentioned that she had been here before - as in this part, not the lower Kota Tinggi Falls. She explained she had been rather disappointed when she saw the lower ones cause she thought they had altered it and it wasn't really a part of nature after all, then we saw the upper ones.

Isn't it like so pretty? But the pool was a deep jade sort of colour, proving that the pool was very deep. Over the years, a tall tree had given way to wind and mudslides and had fallen into the pool. It lay floating, rotting, its branches stretching out like fingers, mouthing with its silent mouth a scream. A net was set up in front of the pool, to prevent oblivious swimmers from swimming there. A decrepit notice was stuck on the net, warning swimmers. It was fading and the ink was smudging and blotching. They had drawn a crude picture of a drowning stickman there. The net fluttered and swayed in the current of the water, the person on the notice seemed to be alive. My mother commented, "Last time, there wasn't a net and many people swam in the shallower pools there."