Upon touchdown, we checked into our hotel - St Regis Bangkok. I used to think the hotel was just a place for one to snooze and lose a pretty dollar; but after I veered past quarter-life crisis, I realized how wrong that assumption was and that the hotel matters as much if not more than the destination.
Can't rough these old bones up no more...
Five-star efficiency plus overpriced drinks in an elegant setting equals Honey, it's vacation time. Love honey-roasted macadamia nuts.
Talk about a warm reception. I spent too much time in bed for the wrong reason though - more on that in a while.
Too bad I couldn't fit the beautiful coffee table in our luggage.
Every morning, the wake-up call would be followed by coffee or tea served up to our room. The accompanying cookies were a good reason to get out of bed for.
We had breakfast at Viu on the third day as I wasn't feeling too well (thus spending a better part of my day in bed).
Couldn't bring myself to have anything else but pork congee for breakfast.
Kw's Spanish omelet was under-seasoned *reaches for table salt*
Need to work on cam-whoring skills.