Escapade To Cameron Highlands Part 1

I’m a person who loves travelling. Admittedly, budget and time constraints mean that my trips are to nearby places. This time, I decided to travel to the Cameron Highlands – by driving up to it from Kuala Lumpur.

But being on a shoestring budget, I wanted to save every cent and when I realised I could save $20 by flying to KL from Johor Bahru instead of Singapore, I decided that this was the chance to try out the Johor Airport. Calculating for a 6pm arrival at Cameron Highlands, I knew I had to catch a 10am flight from JB.

Which meant crossing the Johor-Singapore Causeway on public transport during the morning rush hour. It’s reputation as the region’s busiest road, coupled with the fact that  during every family trip it took at least an hour to cross, got me worried. But I decided to try.

So I had to walk out of my university campus at 5.20am to catch the first bus from the main road. Eventually I reached Kranji MRT, where there were a selection of bus services available. You can read the full list here. I was initially waiting for the Causeway Link bus, but 15 minutes later it still hadn’t arrived. So I decided to forget the RM1 fare and boarded 170X instead, paying $1+.

It’s an express service that goes on to Larkin terminal near JB town, but I was getting off at the Malaysian CIQ. I crossed my fingers as we approached the causeway. There was a steady stream of motorbikes, busses and Malaysian cars pouring out from the checkpoint. Lo and behold, the traffic in the direction TO Johor Bahru was nonexistent. I had cleared both countries customs in a dizzying 12 minutes- on public transport!

Anyway, I made my way down to the bus terminal to catch the airport shuttle, operated by Causeway Link. The fare was RM8, and the hourly bus departed on schedule at 8am, but arrived 15 minutes ahead of schedule at 8.30am.

Mind you, JB’s Senai Airport is small. And if you were catching a domestic flight, the queues at that hour were non-existent. You did have to go through a metal detector and a patdown, but the security personnel did not feel my diaper nor ask me to open my bag. This left me with 2 whole hours to do my work, before my flight. Having finally passed the security checks, I could finally pee.

Had a window seat to myself 🙂

We landed at KLIA2 – the budget carriers terminal, and once I had changed out of my soaked diaper, I made a terrible discovery – the car I had reserved was at the main terminal. I ran for the connecting KLIA Ekspress train, but discovered that I had missed it by 1 minute and had to wait half an hour for the next.

Anyway, I managed to get to the car, after a lot of walking. The signage in the main terminal was misleading – it pointed to an area in the carpark that said ‘car rental’ but that area was barren. After talking to a security warden who was unsure of the directions himself, I found the dingy dungeon where the car rental companies were operating.

It’s a far cry from what the operators in KLIA2 enjoy. Anyway, I picked up my car from Paradise Cars. After witnessing a Lebanese couple plead to the owner that they did not scratch the car they were returning, I was shown my car, and I was off.

You may wonder why was I so confident of driving off in a foreign land just like that. I had come prepared, with the Waze app preloaded and a phone holder and car-charger which I quickly installed. With my data-plan sim card that I had bought in JB, I as confident that I could make it anywhere without getting lost.

I had initially planned to drive into the KL City Centre for lunch and a spot of shopping. But the 45-minute delay meant that I had to skip that, in order to reach Tanah Rata in the Cameron Highlands before sunset. That meant an impromptu stopover. I recognised a Tesco on the map 8km away, and immediately set Waze to reach it.

But I should have known that the Malaysian roads were twisty and turny, and I drove for 15km, to reach it. To eat lunch at a KFC. At least it was stuff that I recognised, at a place that is decently clean.

Despite running late, I decided to take a peek in the Tesco supermarket above. I realised that the only Adult Diapers in this place were Tena Values. But the baby diaper aisle was full of some amazing-looking brands I had never seen. Alas a couple there prevented me from taking a picture. I stocked up on essentials such as water and some small munchies for the journey, before setting off.

The third leg of the day was the 150km drive up the North-South Highway – the region’s most famous road. Stopping just before the Tapah exit, I refuelled, conscious that I had made a severe miscalculation (I’ll get to this in a bit). Wearily, I pumped air in my tires, something I should have done before I set off, for it would have improved my mileage. The petrol kiosk attendant watched me struggle with amusement. On the last 10km or so, the front wheel started to rattle and it scared the wits out of me. Luckily I was wearing a diaper.

Anyway, I soon exited the highway and hit the mountainous road, just as it started to pour. I was really terrified and began to question what the hell was I doing? I knew that cars honked at each other at bends, but I’m sure many honked at me.

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It was raining on the drive up.

I nearly got into an accident on the way up. I was distracted that the GPS and radio was not functioning and was prodding the radio while on the move, but on that curvy road, I quickly strayed onto the opposing lane. Visibility was bad due to the rain, and I must thank my lucky stars that the other car stopped in time. It could have been the fatigue, but it was not an excuse at all.

Once I reached the first town – Ringlet – I reset my GPS and kept on driving. Left, right, left, right. That was the sequence. Perhaps a little more rights, but it was the sheer monotony of the drive that was beginning to unnerve me. Thankfully, I arrived in Tanah Rata soon enough. I did have to guess and drive around a little to find my hotel, but thankfully there was a parking lot available. It was 6.30, and I had made it before the sun set.

Once I got my room key, I turned my attention to the aforementioned miscalculation. I had left a RM100 note at home, meaning that I was severely short of cash – that was mainly to be used to pay for petrol and meals. I reckoned that I could survive on the 3 chocolate barsI’d bought earlier, but what would I do to return to KL? I had to catch that flight, I had school on friday afternoon!

So I activated my overseas atm withdrawal feature via iBanking (it’s something you have to do with Singapore cards), and began to try every single ATM in Tanah Rata. CIMB, RHB, Maybank, Agrobank, Western Union. But my OCBC Mastercard and POSB ATM card did not yield. I was trying their Cirrus and Maestro functions, things I never really paid attention to in the past. But now I was praying that they would send the money in my way. No such luck.

Having eaten a modest dinner costing RM5, I trudged over to the other side of the road to take a walk. There were a number of eateries and souvenir shops along the main Tanah Ratah shopping stretch, and after enquiring about some tour packages, I decided to head back to my hotel room to sulk and get some sleep.

Then I spotted a HSBC branch. It did the trick, using Maestro. To which, I’m true grateful to them. It took a global banking giant to serve this customer, when all the star-studded Malaysian banks couldn’t.

I returned to my room at my inn, washed up, and I hit the haystack early. It wasn’t a comfortable night, as there was neither a fan nor an aircon. The bedsheets were rough but at least they were clean. Either way, I was too tired to care and I sed into a deep slumber quickly.

Part 2 coming up in a bit.

– Selv

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Diapers On An MRT Ride

I woke up feeling like wearing a diaper to school one day. And that’s just what I did. Hopped onto a train and travelled east to west (55 minutes).

The train carriage was empty near the end of my trip, and I was feeling a little brave. So I decided to snap this picture. I’m pretty sure no one has taken a picture of themselves diapered on Singapore’s trains so I felt quite the adrenaline rush as I reviewed my photos, making sure that the Tena logo was visible.

In other news, I feel saddened to hear of the passing of the Thai King, and my heart goes out to the Thai people.

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Get diapered, stay comfy.

– Selv

Diaper Travels – Planning The Next Round

I love my Diapered Escapedes (Yes, that’s how I like to spell them). I run them on small budgets of not more than $200, all-in. They give me a chance to wear diapers 24/7 and, because they are vacations, I get to relax (most of the time).

Planning for my sixth Diapered Escapede, with about 2 weeks to go. My last one in March was ambitious, having explored Penang and KL while wearing diapers. So I’ll probably stay closer to home this round, either JB or Batam/Bintan. But accessibility is an issue, and I want that peace of mind for the 2 or 3 days should I need to rush back.

Then again I could get a staycation in Singapore itself, although it would be more expensive. The last time I had a DE staycation was back in 2014 so maybe this is something I’m thinking about. I’ll probably be relaxing, just maybe meet others, work on some writing and perhaps this blog too.

Then, as always, there is the issue of what diaper do I wear.

DE1: Staycay – Banitore (First time)

DE2: Staycay –  TSS (First time)

DE3: KL Disastercation- TSS (Missed my return flight, hence the name)

DE4: Melaka Drivescapede – TSS

DE5: Penang-to-KL – TSS (the most expensive and ambitious one so far)

Perhaps this time I could try a plastic-backed diaper. The Fairprice Extra Care diaper beckons because the Safe Control was so good! Albeit with lousy frontal patches. There’s also the Tena Slip Maxi, which I’ve been eyeing for forever. But this one is quite hard to get nowadays (even the TSS is getting relegated to pharmacies).

So JB or Singapore again? And FEC or TSM diaper?

– Selv

Trip Advising Myself

It’s been some time since I returned from my family vacation to New Zealand. And I’m already missing the land of the Golden Kiwifruit.

And ever since I returned to Singapore, I’ve been planning out solo backpacking trips. I planned one route from west to east Australia, one from South to North Vietnam, and one from Bangkok to Ho Chi Minh City.

But I can’t decide whether I should go diapered or not, and if yes, for the full duration or just parts of the trip. I’ve been fully diapered on my Penang to KL trip, so I know it is do-able. But the thought of carrying 20 diapers through airport security is rather unnerving (unless I buy local diapers).

I guess it’s fine to travel while in diapers, it’s just that they can be a slight distraction. Airport security is fine and changing in public restrooms isn’t fun, but it’s manageable.

I’ve managed to work out a scheme where I work part-time while I study to fund my trip, and hopefully I can work this out. I’m still trying to convince my two close friends to join me, but I don’t think I’ll be successful. Then again, I don’t mind solo travel, it takes my mind off things.

– Selv

Wanderlust

Wanderlust – A strong innate desire to rove or travel about.

I think I have this disease, because Ive been making my list of the places that I want to see and experience. All this is fine, a lot of young people do have this desire too. But it gets complicating when one is an ABDL. The ABDL mind also tries to figure out if certain trips would permit them to wear diapers. I’ve been searching the web and I’ve found some pretty good advice on how to go about wearing diapers on flights, changing on-the-go etc. But most of that advice is geared to the American diaper user. So, I’ve decided to write this post to share some of my experiences with the ASEAN netizens, and visitors.

Attire and Packing

I’ve travelled to a number of Southeast Asian nations. The thing is that with the exception of Singapore and Bangkok, the communities here are still very much conservative. So, no tight fitting skirts, no short shorts (including FBTs), no low-hanging pants. That said, most of us DON’T want to reveal our diapers anyway. But it is important too that we don’t accidentally reveal it.

If you choose slightly baggy jeans, cargo pants, bermudas, loose dresses or skirts, you should be fine. It helps if you wear a shirt that covers your butt region. Western women attract a lot of attention here, so wearing a dress/skirt on tours is not a good idea. Every other month there is a case of some man being charged for taking up-skirt photos of girls while on escalators, so do be careful.

Choosing a hotel

If you would like to wear your diapers in a hotel, it would be very handy to choose a room which has an en-suite bathroom. This gives you absolute privacy to change your diapers without alerting your neighbours. Agoda and hotels.com allow you to view pictures of the room, so do use the feature. And remember to bring some plastic-bags, to throw your diapers away, on the way out. Personally, I don’t like to leave my diapers in the room for the staff to pick up after. It is, after all, human emissions.

Choosing a diaper

Most of us would have a certain preferred diaper that you’d like to wear. In the privacy of your hotel room it does not make a difference. But when it is time to go out, privacy is key. I use cloth-backed diapers when I’m out and about. The main reason is that is it virtually noiseless. Choosing a thin diaper is also important, as it prevents waddling when you’re wet, and there is less chance of an obvious outline appearing on your pants. It is also very important that you do not wear a plastic diaper when taking a flight. More on this in a bit.

Bringing diapers along takes up valuable luggage space. In fact, it is possible to buy adult diapers in most big cities in the region. Just look for a local supermarket or a pharmacy. However, it must be noted that Tena has a market dominance in this part of the world, with Tena Slip Super (cloth-backed) and Tena Value (plastic-backed) the commonest adult diapers here. Other local brands include Lifree(pull-ups), Dr.P (plastic-backed, they do a XS youth diaper), and Control Plus (plastic-backed, overnight version is very absorbent), and several store-brands. The only other European brand available is Abena.

Clearing Land Checkpoints

This is pertains the clearing of land immigration in and out of Malaysia by bus. I took a coach from Singapore to Kuala Lumpur, passing through the second link. Clearing the Singapore side at the Tuas Checkpoint is a time-consuming for non Singapore citizens as the officers need to do more system checks. There are no baggage and luggage scans, you don’t even need to bring down your bags from the coach! But it can take up to 1.5 hours to clear immigration during peak hours.

Now, the hardest part is over. The bus will now travel over to the Malaysian Kompleks Sultan Abu Bakar checkpoint. This time, you would have to bring down all your luggage. After getting your passport stamped, you need to get your bag checked. Unlike airport security, you can bring in liquids of any amount. But please don’t test the limits! There is no body check at all, unless the country is on high alert, which is very rare. Once complete, you head out back to the bus bay. You can stop for a short bathroom break here, but the toilets are very crowded, dirty and smelly due to the high passenger volumes. You can buy some snacks at the small convenience shop there before boarding your bus. Overall, the whole process takes about 20 minutes, barring seasonal peak periods and fridays evenings.

The process is in reverse to go from Malaysia to Singapore. The similarity is the time spent at each checkpoint is the same, and the only difference is that all alcohol brought into Singapore is taxable, so it must be declared to the authorities. You stand to hold up the entire coach if they see an undeclared bottle in your luggage during the baggage check so this is not to be taken lightly. Singaporeans must also declare all cigarettes that they buy, and pay duty on them. Generally, it is slightly faster to clear immigration by the Second Link, rather than the Causeway.

Wearing diapers through this entire process is fine, as they don’t do body checks. But as coach take about 6-7 hours to go from Singapore city to Kuala Lumpur, make sure you wear a very absorbent diaper.

Clearing Airport Security

Air travel is a boon for travellers and business people, but airport security is a necessary evil that we need to accept. Unlike in the US, we don’t have those controversial full-body imaging scanners. In terms of privacy, that means that governments will not have pictures of our diapered bottoms. But everything else is still relevant to us, including hand-carry items. No liquids exceeding 100ml. No more than 10 such items, and all must be placed in a pouch or ziplock bag. EMPTY water bottles are allowed. No sharp objects, such as diaper pins.

Now, all carry-on bags go through the imaging scanner to detect all the above. Us humans will have to walk through a metal detector. Herein, three very important rules come in.

  1. Remove all metal objects, including your ring, chain, belt buckle etc.
  2. Do not wear a plastic-backed diaper.
  3. Do not wear a wet diaper through airport security.

Any form of metal will set off the metal detector, and you will be forced to go through a pat-down. Avoid this state as far as possible, and your dignity may be maintained. If they discover that you are wearing a diaper, they may ask you to remove it. The problem becomes very dire if the diaper is wet. Especially plastic-backed ones as they may be classified as plastic incendiary devices, and bringing an ‘unauthorised liquid’ on board the flight. Thus, try to hold it in, no matter what. The only tip I can suggest to my incon friends is to change into a fresh diaper just before going through security. I guess that I’m being paranoid here, and thankfully, I have never been stopped by airport security for a pat-down.

Long Distance Bus Travel

Unlike in Europe, the train systems in Southeast Asia are pretty much undeveloped. Many cities have metro systems, but intercity travel is mostly restricted to flight and bus, unless you have the time for the train. And yes, bus travel can be long and daunting. As such, there can be many toilet breaks. In recent years, local authorities have been stepping up sanitation standards but toilets outside the city can be way below expectation. Most toilets are the squatting type, so it is the ladies that suffer the most. Wearing diapers helps you avoid that situation. And wearing diapers gives you the added benefit of extra padding, providing for a tad comfier ride.

Long Distance Train Travel

As mentioned above, intercity train travel is really really slow, but cheap. They are air-conditioned, and come with velvet seats. Except for the newest suburban lines in Kuala Lumpur, the trains in Southeast Asia have the same toilet problem. Except this time, the toilet cubicle is so squeezy that you really wouldn’t want to get it. And in a rickety old train, it can be very hard for people to ‘aim’. You do not need to go through security in any form to get onto a train.

It is possible to travel between countries on the system (Malaysia’s KTMB runs trains from Kuala Lumpur to Bangkok and Singapore(take connecting shuttle train at JB Sentral)), but unless you are a train buff, you are better off catching a budget flight for the same price. Border security checks are the same as for the land checkpoints.

Sea Travel

(This I am working on, so please stay tuned. It mainly concerns taking ferries to Indonesia, and within Indonesia, for it is a vast archipelago.)

I hope you’ve enjoyed reading this post, as much as I’ve enjoyed putting it together. This is not an exclusive, nor authoritative guide, so please do your homework before travelling to anywhere. Enjoy your trips and happy wanderlusting!

– Selv

Backpacking In Australia

It was a surreal experience, where there were no parents, aunts or cousins ordering you around. But that was just one of the freedoms several of travelling alone. You alone decide what time to wake up, what to eat, how much to spend etc.

The preparation was a little mundane. Booked trips and hostels online, for assurance. I had most of my travelling stuff, my only purchase was a bigger backpack and some heat-packs. Prepared my camera equipment, cleared out my room, exhausted my diaper stash (including throwing away 3 mis-fitting Tena Slips), and stuffed everything that I needed into that small backpack.

Australia is really a beautiful country with really warm people and good amenities. It is no wonder that many people are choosing to immigrate to Australia. My friends included. It was quite an experience as not only did I meet Australians, I also got to meet people from around the world, such as Ireland, UK, Pakistan etc. No media to taint my perception. I met real people.

I began my trip in Melbourne. I was hoping to attend a Little’s Munch, but found out that the meeting had been inactive for a while. Of course, staying in backpacker’s hostels meant that I couldn’t wear diapers (unless I tried too hard, which would have spoilt my trip). But that was another freedom in itself.

But I did plan for a diapered evening, which would have served as my evening for rest in my hectic schedule. It was on the first day up in the Blue Mountains. Till then, I had carried a single diaper with me throughout my trip, having exhausted my stash at home. I took a quaint hotel up in Mount Victoria, a hotel in which Kings George V and VI stayed in when they visited Australia as princes.

I had intended not to leave my hotel room after checking in. But I wanted to go see the sunset. So I grabbed my camera and took a train down to the next town, Blackheath, to visit the stunning Govett’s Leap lookout. The trek down for the sunset was definitely worth it! But I had forgotten that that day was a sunday, and I ended up missing the last bus! A resident helped me by giving me the taxi company’s number, and I went back to the hotel. It was then that I remembered that after sunset, all the shops close. With no other choice, I took a train down to a major town to get dinner.

So it was almost 9pm by the time I had returned to my hotel. Gingerely, I put on my diaper. It was a Tena Slip Super, cloth-backed, and perfect for the occasion. The 4deg C cold was unbearable so I quickly pulled on my grey thermal lining and normal clothes. There, I lay on my bed watching some Youtube videos till my data allowance for the day was exhausted. But as I turned off the light and rolled over, the sensation that had been haunting me all day suddenly increased greatly. And so, I messed in my diaper. I had been intending to hold it till morning, but wearing a diaper didn’t help in my resolve. Sleepiness overtook me at once.

I only changed out the next morning, but I took some photos.

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The shadows make my legs look big.. ahem.. Changed out and had a shower, before going down for breakfast.

I realise that most ‘ordinary’ pharmacies don’t carry adult diapers. Only some of the bigger stores carry them, but I didn’t dare step inside, just peeked in while standing outside and I saw a very small selection. Supermarkets like Coles and Woolworths don’t carry adult diapers. The biggest they do would be Goodnites. I guess I can’t speak for the whole of Australia, but this was what I observed in Melbourne and Sydney. Then again, I guess that you’d have to go to then right place, and except for my above mentioned diaper-time, I was strictly an ‘ordinary’ tourist.

I certainly like travelling. Would I do it again? Definitely. Would I wear diapers fully on future trips? Maybe, if the future girlfriend/wife agrees. But I’ll definitely continue to travel and meet new people.

– Selv