A Journey to the Heart of Bukit Tinggi

As the train gently rolled through the lush Malaysian countryside, I found myself lost in a reverie, reminiscent of my many European rail journeys. The rhythmic clatter of the tracks beneath me was a comforting reminder of the countless adventures I had embarked upon in my youth. This time, however, my destination was not a quaint European village, but the enchanting Bukit Tinggi French Village, nestled in the Bentong district of Pahang.

Upon arrival, the cool, refreshing air was a welcome change from the bustling heat of Kuala Lumpur. The village, perched 2000 feet above sea level, was a delightful blend of French charm and Malaysian hospitality. As I wandered through the cobblestone streets of Colmar Tropicale, I was transported to the Alsace region of France, with its colorful shophouses and brick towers. The architecture was a testament to the village’s dedication to recreating the magic of a French town, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia for my European travels.

Embracing the Serenity of the Japanese Village

A short drive from Colmar Tropicale brought me to the Japanese Village, a serene oasis set amidst the lush green mountains. The tranquility of the surroundings was reminiscent of the peaceful train journeys I had taken through the Swiss Alps, where time seemed to stand still. Here, I donned a traditional kimono and wandered through the meticulously landscaped gardens, each step a gentle reminder of the beauty of slow travel.

The Japanese Tea House was a highlight of my visit, where I learned the art of preparing and serving tea in the traditional way. The experience was a beautiful blend of cultural immersion and personal reflection, much like the moments I cherished on my European rail adventures. As I sipped the delicate tea, I was reminded of the simple pleasures of life and the joy of discovering new cultures.

A Taste of France in Malaysia

No visit to Bukit Tinggi would be complete without indulging in the culinary delights of La Cigogne Restaurant. The aroma of authentic French cuisine filled the air, transporting me back to the charming bistros of Paris. The chicken breast, served with peppers, onions, and a light coat of gravy, was a delightful reminder of the flavors I had savored during my travels across Europe.

As I dined, I reflected on the beauty of this unique village, where the essence of France and Japan coexisted harmoniously amidst the Malaysian landscape. The experience was a testament to the timeless allure of travel, where each journey is an opportunity to explore new horizons and create lasting memories.

In Bukit Tinggi, I found a piece of Europe in the heart of Malaysia, a place where the past and present intertwined seamlessly. It was a journey that rekindled my love for exploration and reminded me of the joy of slow travel, where every moment is savored and every experience cherished.