Carton King 纸箱王

Before I made this trip, bff Evon was raving about a place called Carton King (纸箱王), insisting that it is a place that my parents and I will find fascinating. Therefore, I included it in my itinerary when liaising with Judy. 

Fascinated we were! Just look at all their things!

All their displays were made of carton! And I mean everything!

Even their wall tiles were made of carton slices. Their curtains were made of patterned crepe paper.

They had furnitures made out of carton, too. Although not too comfortable, they were pretty sturdy. They even had wearable apparel like caps and shoes, even accessories like handbags and backpacks.

There were food stuff for sale that were in attractive paper packaging.

There were chandeliers and light fixtures made of carton, too.

There were toys in various sizes made from carton.

There was a working old school game machine (can anyone please enlighten me as to what this is called, please?) made of carton.

Too fascinated! Outside of the shop, there was a post shop selling notepads, diaries, journals, postcards and other stationeries of sorts.

I bought a few for my own keeping and a few I posted to close friends in KL and in Sydney.

Small Swiss Garden 小瑞士 & Green Green Grasslands 青青草原

Luck was not on our side as we approached the mountains. Rain clouds gathered and gradually, the pitter patter of raindrops became louder and more constant. The grey skies was not good for optimum photography, unfortunately, but I tried my best.

Small Swiss Garden (小瑞士) is part of Cingjing Farm (清境农场) was so named due to its resemblance to misty, Northern European surroundings.

It was a colourful little garden but the colours were less from the flowers and more from the artificial decorations put in place.

I believe that if not for the weather, the place would have felt more pleasant but we think that it is a place that you would visit once only.

Also due to the weather, our stop at Green Green Grasslands (青青草原) was less enjoyable. We just missed the sheep shearing show (but we have seen that in Australia and New Zealand anyway) and so we headed directly to where the equestrian show was performed. We waited for a bit, trying to find the least wet spot in the audience seating. I know Mum and Dad were a little annoyed with the rain but I insisted on waiting because we can't go away without watching anything, can we? And I am glad that we stayed because the equestrians were quite skilful. I was quite impressed.

Not only was it wet, it was really cold up in the mountains. Well, we were 1,750 metres above sea level so naturally it would be cold!

Even the webs in the leaves that sparkle with water drops look like snowflakes!

As we descended the stairway towards the carpark, we bade farewell to the adorable sheep grazing in the cold... er, maybe not so cold for them, they may love this weather.