I think I may be lucky if I managed an hour and a half of sleep. Woke up just as we were approaching Taiwan and could see all the lights on the island. The flight path ended up taking us directly over Taipei and then it was back to night time again. I've always enjoyed looking down on the lights of the city or countryside as you fly over at night. It gives beautiful patterns to be viewed from above.
Seems as though we just had a snack and it's time to eat again. I'm not sure if I'm ready for a dinner as it's a weird time for the capon I ordered and the scallops George ordered. We're also kind of full but are going to give it a try. As they were starting to set up the tables, the attendant asked George if he'd like to join me and of course he said yes. As they placed the dinnerware on the table for us, I started thinking this does not look like dinner, but rather breakfast. Now I can probably eat a breakfast at this time of day as opposed to a dinner style meal. And sure enough, it was breakfast. Scones, danishes, buns, fresh fruit, cereal and yogurt. Once again, no complaints, except maybe the they should have removed the core part from the pineapple half circles. Once everyone is done, they start bringing out the hot meal an omelette to each seat except ours. What do we get? Yep, capon and scallops. I think I could have came close to eating the omelettes they had, but the dinner meal was huge and heavy. I'm not sure why they would let us order this for a breakfast and not explain that it was breakfast, but since I special ordered it, I couldn't turn it away. So we dug in and although it was good (and capon does have a different, stronger flavour than regular chicken), I couldn't eat it all. I was feeling bloated by the time all was done.
Now it was just a matter of time and we would be landing in Tokyo. As we started our descent into the clouds, both George and I wondered if the clouds would ever break or if we would be landing in a fog. We did make it through finally, but it was very low to the ground, and it was also raining. Between that, the lack of sleep, George having no boarding pass for the next flight, customs showing him as an injury and leaving, we decided to stay in the airport until our flight left for Vancouver.
We were in right on schedule and once again, First Class was disembarked before business or economy. Two of the VIP's on the flight had a contingent of people meeting them as the stepped off the aircraft and were quickly offering to take their carry ons for them. We followed and after going through security headed for the connection desk to get George his passport. When we arrived on the departure level we immediately saw the connection desk (or one of them), right there. It said United Airlines and Star Alliance, but there was nobody there. In fact, the signs said closed but no where did it sway when they would open again. Gee, that helps. But just across the way was the United Red Carpet Lounge so we decided to wait there. Nope, not open but at least the sign says opening at 07h30.
The airport is really quiet at this time of the morning. Have only seen 2 or 3 people passing by and no other passengers. I guess everyone else was getting off and not connecting here. We stopped a Japanese lady who looked like she worked there and asked her if she knew when the counter was open. She thought it might be in the afternoon but wasn't sure. She then asked which airline we were on and we told her. She quickly told us that the connection desk for Air Canada was down by gate 47 where it usually departs from but didn't open until 14h30. I mentioned the Calgary flight was earlier and she then realized that it opened at 13h30 for that one. We thanked her and then she was off.
We decided to have a walk down there and see what was there. I also remembered that there is another lounge down that way that we may have access to if it's open, but not expecting much since it is too early and there's no flights going out of this end of the airport at this time of day. We walked down, or rather took the moving sidewalks down and it was deserted everywhere. We found the Air Canada transfer desk and now knew where we would have to come by later. The ANA first class lounge on the 4th floor didn't look open upstairs and the business lounge on the 2nd floor (the one we could go to), was probably closed as well so we wandered back down to where we started and just hung out enjoying the free wi-fi in the airport until the Red Carpet lounge opened.
Our little Japanese friend came by again and told us that the ANA lounge was open at the other end, as she was just by there. I suppose I should have gone down the elevator to double check but didn't. So since there was somewhere we could relax and possibly sleep, we headed down there.
Sure enough the doors were open when we got there and we got into the lounge. George had to give them his itinerary receipt and they were able to let him in this way without his boarding pass. We walked inside and saw it was a big lounge with both a sake bar and a noodle bar on each side of the regular food/drink station. There was also no one there except for a couple of workers, so we had our choice of any seat. Finally picking a spot, we plunked down and started to veg. George wandered around for a bit and discovered behind this big curtain in the corner were divided sleeping chairs, much like we have the quiet room at work. As it got close to 08h00 I couldn't take it anymore and had to lie down for a short nap. Off I went into one of the rooms and picked a booth, noticed that I could charge my laptop there and settled back very comfortably in the almost full recline of the chair. Two hours later it was George's turn. By now, the lounge had completely filled up and they were announcing for people to share chairs at their tables as they were nearly at capacity. Shortly after, it started clearing and by the time George had his two hours, it was nearly empty again.
We decided to take a shower there and went to the shower room where we were given our keys and off we went. By this time, a shower never felt so completely refreshing. It was almost time to head upstairs and get George's boarding pass straightened out.
We decided to head up around 14h00. Once we got upstairs, there was already a lineup at the counter. Fortunately it was the economy line. The business line on the other side on had a couple others in front of us. We weren't even at the front, and one of the staff came out from behind the counter to help. We quickly explained that it needed a passport update for the computer, and the block for check in would be removed. The agent quickly took care of it and even checked to make sure George's baggage would go all the way through. That all confirmed, we decided to finally wander through the much busier airport and see what was there.
I had been tasked to pick up some Nama chocolates with liquor, a specialty chocolate available only in Japan and had to be kept cool and eaten within approximately 30 days. We checked a few stores and it seemed all the duty free shops had them. We were asked to get the champagne ones and a picture had been sent of the various boxes so we would know why to look for. Since it was still early, we decided we would wait till closer to our flight and buy them at the shop nearest our get, and get the cooling pack they also sold which they said should work for approximately 8 hours. We then decided to try out the Red Carpet lounge (since we could) and headed over there. Well by then there was a lineup to get in and what looked like a big tour group from the US who were being impressed by their travel arranger who told them 'Aren't you glad I got you all upgraded'. Now either their plane was only business class, or there was no one previously booked on the flight as I think there were 30 or 40 people in the group. We decided to pass and head back to the ANA lounge to wait out the flight.
I think it turned out for the better that we went back to the ANA lounge, as we decided to try their noodle bar and were thoroughly impressed with it. Just the right amount of noodles and vegetables mixed in with a great tasting broth. Served, of course, with chopsticks and a proper Japanese soup spoon. After our bite to eat it was time for a little more relaxing before heading up into the crowds to board our flight back to Vancouver.
When the time finally arrived, we headed back up to the duty free shop, picked up the chocolates as well as some Matcha flavoured Kit Kats for us and walked toward the gate. They hadn't started boarding yet so we just lined up in the business class lineup with the others to wait to board.
Once we boarded, I made my way to seat 6A (a seat I would highly recommend for its extra privacy and space at the back. George sat in front of me and we were ready for the long haul back home. Now please don't get me wrong. I know I've just been travelling around the world in seats that I never thought I would have the opportunity to fly in, have been treated incredibly well at each and every place or person we encountered with the various airlines, but I have to say that this particular flight seemed to lack any desire to want to be there. It was almost like it was an effort for them to get up and go to work that day. I know I can't blanket that statement to the particular airline as we did have very good encounters on the start of our journey, but this staff really needed to be more focused on customer service than they were. I am also beginning to think that it is time to replace the seating and entertainment equipment aboard these aircraft, as although the seat is a lie flat seat, it is not designed for couples traveling together, and the space is really more limited than it should be. The table tray is small, the angle of the seating does not permit you to look out of the window without straining yourself. I think this may be one of the places that needs focusing on when looking for things that may attract more clientele to them.
Dinner was served shortly after takeoff. Adequate, but nothing to write home about. Then it was time to get some shut eye before having breakfast and landing back home.
Now normally I would be starting on a new day when I woke up, but as many of you know, flying over the Pacific you end up crossing over the International Date Line. So that meant, even though we saw the Sunday sun set while having dinner, we would also see the Sunday sunrise after we crossed that line. Time to live the day all over again.
So the morning started somewhere near the Alaska pan handle for a second time. Breakfast wouldn't be served until a couple hours before landing, so I watched a bit of TV until then. When the cart rolled down the aisle to serve breakfast, I was torn as part of me wanted to eat, but another part of me said you've already had enough. Once the breakfast was served, the decision was made. I have never had a worse breakfast than what they were serving to their business class passengers before. The omelet was tasteless, while the hash browns were like chopped up potatoes, deep fried. No flavour, nothing! The spinach that was served with the meal looked like it had been boiled for a few hours and really should never have been put on a plate that way. If there was meant to be any goodness in it, it had long been cooked away. I would definitely be making note to our friend from catering, who we would be seeing when we landed back home. Truly a very poor meal to be serving to anyone.
When we were finally flying into Vancouver, we ended up doing an approach that I have not done before. Flying in from the west, we flew over English Bay and could literally see where we lived in the west end. I am certain our cat, Odessa, was waving from the balcony window in anticipation of our arrival. We circled back and came in from the east to a perfect landing. Once we taxied to the gate, as we had the primo seats we did, we were first to deplane. We quickly made our way to customs and down the escalators to join the other flights coming in. It looked like a lot of people were foreigners as they kept going to the other line ups. We, on the other hand, knew exactly where we were headed. Straight to the kiosks to have everything scanned that way. Every since they have put these in Vancouver, we have been using them, and find it much faster than lining up for an immigration officer. We still have to present our slip to one and answer a couple questions, but it's so much quicker. Then it was off to the baggage carousel to await our luggage. Now what are the odds. My luggage was the very first piece to come up the chute. I'm sure it will never happen again. It was followed by a few more pieces of priority luggage then George's popped up. I love it when things work like they should.
It was then off to meet our friend to give her the chocolates we picked up as well as mention about the catering (if you can call it that). Up to the Canada Line for the ride home and about 45 minutes later we were home. The journey around the world was now complete. Another thing from my bucket list to scratch off. Would I do it again? I think so, but probably break it up a little more and definitely do it in nothing less than business class. For that long of a distance and that much traveling through airports I think the opportunities we had to relax in various lounges made all the difference.
The rest of the day was for unpacking and just relaxing at home with Odessa. We did try to stay up to a normal time, and actually made it until 22h00 and then it was time to crash. We had stuff to do in the morning so it was important that we try to get back to a normal routine right away and I think this would be the best way to do that.
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As I missed a day of blogging, I have to continue another day here making it really two days worth of blogging.
We got up this morning pretty much on a normal schedule. As I'm an early riser, 05h00 is pretty normal for me, maybe an extra half hour would be nice, but I'll take it. We had to start the day as if we were back on our regular schedule not only because we had stuff to do today, but because we wanted to try to get into the groove for work in two days time.
After coffee, catching up on some news, and a shower, it was time to take Odessa to the vet to have her teeth cleaned. We hadn't taken care of any of that since we got her, and the last visit to the dentist, he noticed it and suggested we set up an appointment. As July was a month that they were promoting dental care, we had booked before we left to take advantage of the discount they were offering. We also wanted to have a couple days with Odessa in case she had any problems (or was angry because we just got back and now this)
The drop off was at 08h30 and they said she should be ready to come home by around 15h00, but they would confirm that later. So we zipped across the street to Joe's to have a familiar breakfast before starting to do our running around. After a relaxing bit to eat and a short visit with the owner, we were off to our first stop, the watch repairman at Sears. We've always brought our watches to him to be serviced as he is quick, efficient, and doesn't over charge you like other placed we had checked into. When we got there, it was not the usual gentleman so I was a little concerned. I told him that I wanted all the batteries replaced and when he opened the back, he seemed to struggle trying to open it. It took much longer than I think it should have for someone who is supposed to be trained for this. Anyway, he replaced the batteries but nothing seemed to work. He kept fiddling around and since George also had a couple watches that needed new batteries, we left them with him to get done while we went to our next stop, the Apple Store.
Did I ever tell you that I love Apple. I think many companies could learn many things from them and how they operate and what fantastic service they provide. I walked in expecting to spend more than $700.00 for a new 4S phone. When I approached one of the greeters inside, I told him I need a new phone and sadly showed him the one I had and what happened to it. I also explained that I was still under contract with Rogers and not yet eligible for an upgrade. Without even a further question, he told me that they have a program whereby they can replace the exact phone for less than $200.00. My jaw nearly fell to the floor. I told him, you just made my day. So we set up an appointment with a genius (at Apple that can mean someone is there when they press send or it will just be a few minutes). As it looked like they were busy, we sat at one of the genius bars to wait. Within a few minutes someone came out to discuss the issue with us and had me set up with anew phone (updated software and all) within less than a half hour. Now it would be just for me to go home and synch it to my iTunes and I would be back to normal. I truly, truly, love Apple!
When we left, I was so excited I nearly forgot to stop to pick up our watches. When we got back, the guy was still doing some work on mine. setting the time. He said he was having trouble, but I told him not to worry, I would take care of that myself. He was also unable to close the back on one of Georges watches as he said his hands were not strong enough. So he asked us to try (remember what I said about him not knowing his job). We tried squeezing it closed but that didn't work, so I asked him for a cloth to lie on the counter. Then I could press the face of the watch onto something soft (so it wouldn't break), while we pressed. Still, we had trouble. I finally suggested he turn the back 1/2 way around ahd try again. Zip, ba-da-bing, it worked. Three of us to get it back together. Nope, I really don't think he knows what he is doing. I miss the regular guy.
Then it was off back home where we could get some housework done with the windows wide open, since Odessa was not there, and just putter around. When we got home, we received a phone call from the vet who said we could pick up Odessa at 15h00 as planned. So we took advantage of the time we could. Once she got home, you could see she was still affected a little by the anaesthetic, as she had trouble walking in a straight line and was very paranoid. Sniffing around a bit, but just looking for a place to hide. Under the dresser in the spare room seemed to be her favourite spot. She was wanting no attention at all, and I said we'll just let her be. She'll eventually come around and get back to normal.
By the time 22h00 rolled around, I think I had a few power naps while sitting in the chair in front of the TV. Yes, the jet lag seemed to be rolling in like thunder. George wasn't faring much better, so we were off to bed as tomorrow would be laundry day, as well as Costco and the gym.
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Monday, July 9, 2012
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Yesterday and Today
Apparently I missed posting Fridays events by just over an hour (based on Pacific time which is home). Not that that was really anything to tell you about. Oh, wait it didn't rain -all- day. Nope. We got out in the morning for a walk to check out the vendors as George was looking for things...yes, things. Me, on the other hand, well I was looking but not really for anything to buy. I don't really like going through the bargaining it you need to go through here. It seems it's different at each place, just depending who (what nationality) you are bargaining with and what nationality you are. So lets just say we were looking for someone Thai (or in the close proximity of) to buy something form.
After walking down up one side of the street and down the other, we ended up at one of the first places we came across and George picked up a few little things. Me...nada. Nothing really appealed to me at any of the places we were at. I don't want to buy any counterfeit goods, as not only is it illegal, but you end up supporting an industry that is riddled with crime at some level or other.
So it was back to the hotel to enjoy some sun before the rain socked us in again. The maid showed up just after we got into the room but we let her know we would be on the rooftop so she was welcome to do her thing. We ended up getting a good hour and a bit of half sun/half cloud before the darker clouds rolled in, so it was back into the room. I spent more time on the lower level as I'm not really a sun person as much as I used to be. I like the colour and all, but just get awfully bored lying there and sweating, at least without a good margarita showing up each time my glass was emptied.
So once in the room, the heavens opened up, and I mean really opened up. It literally came down in buckets for a couple of hours. It was great watching it and listening to the thunder from our room, but I knew that it would only increase the humidity later on.
Finally, the rain subsided down to a mere sprinkle and looked to stay that way. It was a good thing too, as we had to had over to the optical store on Bang La road to pick up George's glasses. Walking down the main street by the water was great, as the rain had pretty much kept everyone off the streets and the shops had their tarps pulled down or they were inside to keep away from the rain. This allowed for great progress on the walk to Bang La, that is until we reached the halfway point. There traffic was moving slowly and there was a lot of it. We could also see at the next cross street up, the side we were on was flooded probably a half foot and there would be no way we would be getting across there. So George suggested we cross to the other side and try walking there as he saw some people walking pretty unimpeded on that side.
Now crossing a street in Phuket (probably elsewhere in Thailand too) with or without a crosswalk is an art. With all the vehicles, motorbikes, and carts going pretty much everywhere and leaving little space leaves your options limited. We found out by watching the locals, the best thing is when you see a small gap, start walking. Don't run. Just keep walking. The cars will slow or stop if required and the motorbikes will just drive around you (actually so will the cars if they can). Just watch and move and voila, you are across the street. So this side of the street was not so bad. We were able to make the rest of the way down to Bang La without encountering another lake. Oh, and the one we avoided ran a at least 100 metres up the street so we would definitely have been in for the long haul if we even attempted that side of the street.
Once we reached Bang La and the shop where George ordered his glasses, they quickly got them out, helped with adjusting them and letting George get the feel for them. One set had a curved surface so he will take a while getting used to looking out of them, but then again, multi-focals are probably not far down the road and I got used to them pretty quick. He paid the remainder of the balance and that was that. Two new pairs of glasses for less than the price of one back home. A deal!
We had previously decided that we wanted to have our last dinner out at the same Thai restaurant we ate at 2 nights ago and enjoyed so much. By now the rain had completely stopped and we walked up Bang La to the next street and had some more of the tasty Phuket Thai food. After another delicious meal, we made a quick stop at the big mall just down the street. I don't recommend to anyone that they go here, as the prices aren't really that good. Name brand items at pretty much normal prices, but I think it's for the lazy tourist who doesn't want to go out into the elements and look around.
Back to the hotel and it was time to pack for our departure in the morning. All in all, even without the amount of sun we would have liked, I enjoyed Phuket. The hotel staff have been nothing short of courteous and helpful. I do feel sad that they have to endure some of the rude visitors that we have seen staying at the hotel. It is not right to treat anyone the way they have. Would I recommend the Nap Patong as a place to stay? Definitely. I would even suggest paying a little more for one of their upgraded rooms, or at least something on the 5th or 6th floor. The pool is not huge but if I wanted water there, I would have headed to the beach. The location is not far from most places people would walk to anyway and I found it quiet at night even when the few fireworks were shot off in the area of the beachfront each night.
So that was our Friday in a nutshell. Stay tuned below for Saturday's updates.
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Today is the day we begin our journey back home, our l-o-n-g journey back home. As every morning goes, we were up by 06h00 to start the day. Since we had pretty much packed everything last night, all that was left was having a shower, making sure everything was charged for the journey, breakfast, and then get our ride out to Phuket airport.
Having breakfast this morning only confirmed more to me the rudeness I have been seeing occur from certain cultural groups here. Just the way they were demanding and trying to push their weight around (literally) and butting in line, yelling their orders out to the staff is completely unacceptable. There were moments when I wanted to go over and slap the lot of them. There were about 8 people taking up four tables, but after they ate, they sprawled all over the benches, taking up another 3 spots just because they wanted to. No thank you when an empty plate was removed or when a coffee was refilled. It truly shed another light on the way some cultures behave outside their home.
Our taxi ride was set for 10h00 and we were down to the front desk by 09h30 to check out and pay the hotel directly for the ride. After having the cleaning staff confirm all was ok in our room (I'm not sure what they were checking for), we sat down to wait. As it turned out, the taxi was actually a van from the hotel driven by one of their staff who would be taking us out to the airport. After a crazy drive through the town on streets that you thought were the way out, but then you turned onto another side street, then another, and another, we finally reached the point where I remembered the road, only because we were now going back up the hillside from the beach area and back onto the road/highways leading to the airport. I told you the other day on the way in how crazy the driving was at night time. Well it was truly no different in the light of day. Ride the bumper in front of you, change lanes when you think you may have an extra inch of space. Speed limits? Lanes? What are those? Needless to say I think we just became immune to all the driving there.
Just before we got the airport, traffic was funnelled from two lanes (I say that with a smile), down to one lane. Wouldn't you know it, but we get pulled over to the side. Our driver said not to worry, no more than 5 minutes, so we just sat back and observed. George thought their may have been some infraction with the lights up front as they officer and the driver were pointing to the front of the vehicle, but it looked more like they were pointing at the license plate. After a bit of chatting and writing, our driver came back and turns out he got a 700 baht ticket for speeding. There were others pulled over while we waited so it appeared that just down the road someone was checking and messaging back license plate numbers to the other officers.
We turned into the airport entrance not 500 metres up the road, thanked our driver and tipped him and headed off into the airport. Now it took about 30 minutes to get there so we were much earlier for the 13h05 flight than expected and to boot, there was no line up at the business class check-in. So while the girl typed away trying to check us in we waited. She seemed to be having trouble printing the baggage tag all the way back to Vancouver, as our connection in Tokyo was still about 31 hours away. In the end, we found out that she was trying to move us to the 12h10 flight (which she did), but after solving the bag tag issue, she was able to print all my boarding passes, but not for George. The Air Canada flight from Tokyo to Vancouver would not print for him. Ding, ding, ding, it's the DHP status on George's file with Air Canada (damn that guy from RIM). No problems though as his baggage tag did print correctly and we would just pick up the missing boarding pass when we got to Tokyo.
So with boarding passes in hand and a direction pointed as to where the gate and lounge were, we were off...sort of. Just as we were trying to figure out whether or not we turn left or go straight ahead (where the arrow pointed), the Thai representative came running up to us and insisted on leading us through to the lounge. So while we passed through immigration, and then security (don't think it would pass for anything near that back home), she led us with a purpose to the Thai Airways Silk Lounge. She spoke a few words to the lady at the desk then walked us into the lounge and showed us to our seats, a section of approximately 6 seats in a section with a big sign saying 'Reserved for First Class Passengers'. The only differences in our seating was we had comfortable leather sofas and pillows, an enclosed (3 sides) in section right after you pass through the entrance, so that we could come and go without passing by everyone (but they had to pass by us). Although the treatment is greatly appreciated, you really feel like you are on display for everyone else, as once people realized that someone was sitting in the reserved section and were dressed as casual/comfortable as we were, often gave to looks seeming to say 'who are they?' But that taken, we had a refreshment and some snacks before heading off to our gate and catching the earlier flight to Bangkok and which would also mean an extra hour to be added to our visit to the lounge and spa.
When it was time to board the flight, we walked down to the gate to wait ourselves. Watching the gate, we noticed a gentleman who appeared to be American from his accent giving off the DYKWIA (do you know who I am) attitude and flashing his 'United Plus Gold Card'. Seems his boarding pass did not say his Star Gold status on it and it was an issue and he wanted new boarding passes. I think he needed more than that myself. When it came time to board, he and his wife were front of the line and he tried to use his drivers license as ID. When the agent asked for his passport, he said 'I'm only going to Bangkok and don't need it', but in the end relented, after another agent started another line to allow people to pass by this person and his wife.
Have I mentioned that boarding here is similar to the process that they use in Paris where if a flight comes in, boarding has to stop so that the new arrivals can pass by and don't mix with those departing. I don't know how they manage to keep things running on a semi smooth basis, but somehow they did. We got to the bridge entrance a ways down the hall and were met by another group of people coming in from the other direction who we had never seen in the departure lounge on our side. Turns out that those of us with onward connections and not leaving the airport had cleared immigration, but the others hadn't. That's why we had stickers on our shirts and they didn't. Just a way for them to easier identify us when we arrived in Bangkok and had to go different directions.
Once on board (our American friend was on the other side of the business cabin), we were settled in, we were given cold towels and a pre-flight drink while the rest of the plane was boarded. Then it was time to head out. Being moved to the earlier flight, we ended up getting on one where a hot meal would be served. Turned out to be another delicious (did I say that about airline food) fish dish with egg and rice and a nice tasting Thai spice. I'm really going to miss the flavours we've encountered down here. The flight was pretty much quiet with nothing newsworthy happening. We did watch our American friend lift himself out of the seat while the plane was still taxiing to the gate in Bangkok and then set himself on the two armrests of his seat (not sure how he squeezed into the seat if he was able to sit there without falling back in, but he did).
Disembarking in Bangkok, we left the aircraft behind them. We knew the walk up the bridge would take a little longer, but we weren't in a rush since we had so much time. No sooner had we stepped off of the plane and onto the bridge when George spotted the sign with our names on. Wouldn't you know it, but there was the Thai rep waiting to lead us through any formalities past any line-ups and take us to the Royal Orchid First Class Lounge. I had heard that this might happen, but certainly wasn't expecting it since not only were we arriving really early for our next flight, but we had changed flights in Phuket.
Once we reached the lounge and were checked in, they offered the various spa options available to their first class passengers, three which were each 30 minutes long or the full body 1 hour massage. Ding! We'll take the hour log one, please. So we were both booked into treatment rooms at 18h00 giving us plenty of time to relax and have a bite to eat and a drink or two. Once again we were led into the lounge, but this time, since we were here so long, we were offered a private room (they have about 8 by a rough count) which consisted of a leather sofa, for high back chairs, a desk and chair with plug in to charge your laptop, and a big flat screen Bang and Olufsen TV. Refreshing drinks and cold towels are promptly delivered while our attendant hands us an iPad showing the various food and drink we can choose from (no need to get up even though it's on display just down the hall). I will tell anyone travelling through Bangkok now to make certain they have a Thai flight booked in first class as their departure flight because there is nothing better than the pampering you get from all the staff.
Six o'clock came around quicker than expected and we were taken across the hall to the Royal Orchid Spa Lounge, where we got ready for our Touch of Silk - fully body oil massage. While filling out our guest cards we were given yet another cold towel and some cold tea to drink before heading down to our rooms. We were introduced to our masseuses who then led us down to our massage room. It was a huge room with a massage table in the centre and a raised bathtub at the rear. Off to the side, where I was led was a changing area with a shower at one end and toilet at the other. A closet to hang ones clothes, silk robes, slippers, double sink, toiletries and towels. I was asked if I wanted a shower or bath after I was done (shower please) and then directed to undress and put on the pair of underwear they provide you with while massaging. Let's just say that once on, they are like a thin mesh and really leave nothing to the imagination. Wrapping in a towel, I opened the doors and was directed to lie down on the table, covered with a blanket and then had my towel removed.
Now I have never had a true massage in my entire life and I must say it was wonderful. First working on my legs and feet, individually, she moved on to the arms and hands, and entire back before working on the neck and shoulders. It lasted for just over an hour but seemed far too short. I was just getting to the point of truly relaxing and letting her work out the knots in my back and legs. Then it was cover up time and head back into the private room area (not really that private as the windows are only lightly frosted), and into the shower to clean off all the oils before getting dressed.
Then it was over to the tearoom for some delicious herbal teas and treats like a rambutan in custard, or as George called it, rama-lama-bang-bang. They were so much tastier done this way than the ones we had earlier in the week. That done and back across the hall to the lounge again and wait for our boarding time.
Boarding time was at 21h30 but we had been told that they would call us when we needed to go. The time was ticking by and of course being anxious, we started to head for the door. The staff advised us there was no need to leave yet. They would have someone escort us to the plane when we needed to go. They didn't want their first class passengers to have to wait. So about fifteen minutes before the flight was ready to go, we were walked to the gate where when we got down the stairs, rather than line up behind the few people left to board, we were taken in a different entrance to the bridge and then turned down to our section of the aircraft where first and business passengers board.
When we boarded, the staff seemed particularly interested in George and were very attentive to him. We were followed by at least 3 VIP's (two from the Middle East, one of which wore far too much cologne (guess he doesn't bathe much)), and Japanese gentleman who was in the lounge with us. We settled in and as the crew was introducing themselves individually, they were telling George how they were expecting him and were so excited to have him aboard. Apparently his name is the same as someone well known over there but in a better sense than his same namesake in Canada. We never did find out who he was or what he does, but it was certainly a nice experience for him.
After some pre-departure champagne, it was time to leave Bangkok for our overnight flight to Tokyo. Although I was pretty stuffed already, I was looking forward to the special meal of capon I had ordered. They asked me if I wanted a soup appetizer and upon discovering it was some sort of wild mushroom, I gladly accepted. They set up my table and brought out the soup as well as some foie gras and another thing I couldn't identify. All delicious again, even if I was hesitant about the foie gras. They hadn't set up Georges table and I thought it was because he didn't want the appetizer, but when they came to dismantle mine, I was a little confused. I asked them when they would be serving the meal as I though it would be just after take-off, but they told me about 4 hours into the flight. That would make it breakfast by my watch, but I just though, whatever. It's food, I'll eat it then.
Now it was time to watch The Hunger Games and then try to get some shut eye before it was time to eat.
After walking down up one side of the street and down the other, we ended up at one of the first places we came across and George picked up a few little things. Me...nada. Nothing really appealed to me at any of the places we were at. I don't want to buy any counterfeit goods, as not only is it illegal, but you end up supporting an industry that is riddled with crime at some level or other.
So it was back to the hotel to enjoy some sun before the rain socked us in again. The maid showed up just after we got into the room but we let her know we would be on the rooftop so she was welcome to do her thing. We ended up getting a good hour and a bit of half sun/half cloud before the darker clouds rolled in, so it was back into the room. I spent more time on the lower level as I'm not really a sun person as much as I used to be. I like the colour and all, but just get awfully bored lying there and sweating, at least without a good margarita showing up each time my glass was emptied.
So once in the room, the heavens opened up, and I mean really opened up. It literally came down in buckets for a couple of hours. It was great watching it and listening to the thunder from our room, but I knew that it would only increase the humidity later on.
Finally, the rain subsided down to a mere sprinkle and looked to stay that way. It was a good thing too, as we had to had over to the optical store on Bang La road to pick up George's glasses. Walking down the main street by the water was great, as the rain had pretty much kept everyone off the streets and the shops had their tarps pulled down or they were inside to keep away from the rain. This allowed for great progress on the walk to Bang La, that is until we reached the halfway point. There traffic was moving slowly and there was a lot of it. We could also see at the next cross street up, the side we were on was flooded probably a half foot and there would be no way we would be getting across there. So George suggested we cross to the other side and try walking there as he saw some people walking pretty unimpeded on that side.
Now crossing a street in Phuket (probably elsewhere in Thailand too) with or without a crosswalk is an art. With all the vehicles, motorbikes, and carts going pretty much everywhere and leaving little space leaves your options limited. We found out by watching the locals, the best thing is when you see a small gap, start walking. Don't run. Just keep walking. The cars will slow or stop if required and the motorbikes will just drive around you (actually so will the cars if they can). Just watch and move and voila, you are across the street. So this side of the street was not so bad. We were able to make the rest of the way down to Bang La without encountering another lake. Oh, and the one we avoided ran a at least 100 metres up the street so we would definitely have been in for the long haul if we even attempted that side of the street.
Once we reached Bang La and the shop where George ordered his glasses, they quickly got them out, helped with adjusting them and letting George get the feel for them. One set had a curved surface so he will take a while getting used to looking out of them, but then again, multi-focals are probably not far down the road and I got used to them pretty quick. He paid the remainder of the balance and that was that. Two new pairs of glasses for less than the price of one back home. A deal!
We had previously decided that we wanted to have our last dinner out at the same Thai restaurant we ate at 2 nights ago and enjoyed so much. By now the rain had completely stopped and we walked up Bang La to the next street and had some more of the tasty Phuket Thai food. After another delicious meal, we made a quick stop at the big mall just down the street. I don't recommend to anyone that they go here, as the prices aren't really that good. Name brand items at pretty much normal prices, but I think it's for the lazy tourist who doesn't want to go out into the elements and look around.
Back to the hotel and it was time to pack for our departure in the morning. All in all, even without the amount of sun we would have liked, I enjoyed Phuket. The hotel staff have been nothing short of courteous and helpful. I do feel sad that they have to endure some of the rude visitors that we have seen staying at the hotel. It is not right to treat anyone the way they have. Would I recommend the Nap Patong as a place to stay? Definitely. I would even suggest paying a little more for one of their upgraded rooms, or at least something on the 5th or 6th floor. The pool is not huge but if I wanted water there, I would have headed to the beach. The location is not far from most places people would walk to anyway and I found it quiet at night even when the few fireworks were shot off in the area of the beachfront each night.
So that was our Friday in a nutshell. Stay tuned below for Saturday's updates.
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Today is the day we begin our journey back home, our l-o-n-g journey back home. As every morning goes, we were up by 06h00 to start the day. Since we had pretty much packed everything last night, all that was left was having a shower, making sure everything was charged for the journey, breakfast, and then get our ride out to Phuket airport.
Having breakfast this morning only confirmed more to me the rudeness I have been seeing occur from certain cultural groups here. Just the way they were demanding and trying to push their weight around (literally) and butting in line, yelling their orders out to the staff is completely unacceptable. There were moments when I wanted to go over and slap the lot of them. There were about 8 people taking up four tables, but after they ate, they sprawled all over the benches, taking up another 3 spots just because they wanted to. No thank you when an empty plate was removed or when a coffee was refilled. It truly shed another light on the way some cultures behave outside their home.
Our taxi ride was set for 10h00 and we were down to the front desk by 09h30 to check out and pay the hotel directly for the ride. After having the cleaning staff confirm all was ok in our room (I'm not sure what they were checking for), we sat down to wait. As it turned out, the taxi was actually a van from the hotel driven by one of their staff who would be taking us out to the airport. After a crazy drive through the town on streets that you thought were the way out, but then you turned onto another side street, then another, and another, we finally reached the point where I remembered the road, only because we were now going back up the hillside from the beach area and back onto the road/highways leading to the airport. I told you the other day on the way in how crazy the driving was at night time. Well it was truly no different in the light of day. Ride the bumper in front of you, change lanes when you think you may have an extra inch of space. Speed limits? Lanes? What are those? Needless to say I think we just became immune to all the driving there.
Just before we got the airport, traffic was funnelled from two lanes (I say that with a smile), down to one lane. Wouldn't you know it, but we get pulled over to the side. Our driver said not to worry, no more than 5 minutes, so we just sat back and observed. George thought their may have been some infraction with the lights up front as they officer and the driver were pointing to the front of the vehicle, but it looked more like they were pointing at the license plate. After a bit of chatting and writing, our driver came back and turns out he got a 700 baht ticket for speeding. There were others pulled over while we waited so it appeared that just down the road someone was checking and messaging back license plate numbers to the other officers.
We turned into the airport entrance not 500 metres up the road, thanked our driver and tipped him and headed off into the airport. Now it took about 30 minutes to get there so we were much earlier for the 13h05 flight than expected and to boot, there was no line up at the business class check-in. So while the girl typed away trying to check us in we waited. She seemed to be having trouble printing the baggage tag all the way back to Vancouver, as our connection in Tokyo was still about 31 hours away. In the end, we found out that she was trying to move us to the 12h10 flight (which she did), but after solving the bag tag issue, she was able to print all my boarding passes, but not for George. The Air Canada flight from Tokyo to Vancouver would not print for him. Ding, ding, ding, it's the DHP status on George's file with Air Canada (damn that guy from RIM). No problems though as his baggage tag did print correctly and we would just pick up the missing boarding pass when we got to Tokyo.
So with boarding passes in hand and a direction pointed as to where the gate and lounge were, we were off...sort of. Just as we were trying to figure out whether or not we turn left or go straight ahead (where the arrow pointed), the Thai representative came running up to us and insisted on leading us through to the lounge. So while we passed through immigration, and then security (don't think it would pass for anything near that back home), she led us with a purpose to the Thai Airways Silk Lounge. She spoke a few words to the lady at the desk then walked us into the lounge and showed us to our seats, a section of approximately 6 seats in a section with a big sign saying 'Reserved for First Class Passengers'. The only differences in our seating was we had comfortable leather sofas and pillows, an enclosed (3 sides) in section right after you pass through the entrance, so that we could come and go without passing by everyone (but they had to pass by us). Although the treatment is greatly appreciated, you really feel like you are on display for everyone else, as once people realized that someone was sitting in the reserved section and were dressed as casual/comfortable as we were, often gave to looks seeming to say 'who are they?' But that taken, we had a refreshment and some snacks before heading off to our gate and catching the earlier flight to Bangkok and which would also mean an extra hour to be added to our visit to the lounge and spa.
When it was time to board the flight, we walked down to the gate to wait ourselves. Watching the gate, we noticed a gentleman who appeared to be American from his accent giving off the DYKWIA (do you know who I am) attitude and flashing his 'United Plus Gold Card'. Seems his boarding pass did not say his Star Gold status on it and it was an issue and he wanted new boarding passes. I think he needed more than that myself. When it came time to board, he and his wife were front of the line and he tried to use his drivers license as ID. When the agent asked for his passport, he said 'I'm only going to Bangkok and don't need it', but in the end relented, after another agent started another line to allow people to pass by this person and his wife.
Have I mentioned that boarding here is similar to the process that they use in Paris where if a flight comes in, boarding has to stop so that the new arrivals can pass by and don't mix with those departing. I don't know how they manage to keep things running on a semi smooth basis, but somehow they did. We got to the bridge entrance a ways down the hall and were met by another group of people coming in from the other direction who we had never seen in the departure lounge on our side. Turns out that those of us with onward connections and not leaving the airport had cleared immigration, but the others hadn't. That's why we had stickers on our shirts and they didn't. Just a way for them to easier identify us when we arrived in Bangkok and had to go different directions.
Once on board (our American friend was on the other side of the business cabin), we were settled in, we were given cold towels and a pre-flight drink while the rest of the plane was boarded. Then it was time to head out. Being moved to the earlier flight, we ended up getting on one where a hot meal would be served. Turned out to be another delicious (did I say that about airline food) fish dish with egg and rice and a nice tasting Thai spice. I'm really going to miss the flavours we've encountered down here. The flight was pretty much quiet with nothing newsworthy happening. We did watch our American friend lift himself out of the seat while the plane was still taxiing to the gate in Bangkok and then set himself on the two armrests of his seat (not sure how he squeezed into the seat if he was able to sit there without falling back in, but he did).
Disembarking in Bangkok, we left the aircraft behind them. We knew the walk up the bridge would take a little longer, but we weren't in a rush since we had so much time. No sooner had we stepped off of the plane and onto the bridge when George spotted the sign with our names on. Wouldn't you know it, but there was the Thai rep waiting to lead us through any formalities past any line-ups and take us to the Royal Orchid First Class Lounge. I had heard that this might happen, but certainly wasn't expecting it since not only were we arriving really early for our next flight, but we had changed flights in Phuket.
Once we reached the lounge and were checked in, they offered the various spa options available to their first class passengers, three which were each 30 minutes long or the full body 1 hour massage. Ding! We'll take the hour log one, please. So we were both booked into treatment rooms at 18h00 giving us plenty of time to relax and have a bite to eat and a drink or two. Once again we were led into the lounge, but this time, since we were here so long, we were offered a private room (they have about 8 by a rough count) which consisted of a leather sofa, for high back chairs, a desk and chair with plug in to charge your laptop, and a big flat screen Bang and Olufsen TV. Refreshing drinks and cold towels are promptly delivered while our attendant hands us an iPad showing the various food and drink we can choose from (no need to get up even though it's on display just down the hall). I will tell anyone travelling through Bangkok now to make certain they have a Thai flight booked in first class as their departure flight because there is nothing better than the pampering you get from all the staff.
Six o'clock came around quicker than expected and we were taken across the hall to the Royal Orchid Spa Lounge, where we got ready for our Touch of Silk - fully body oil massage. While filling out our guest cards we were given yet another cold towel and some cold tea to drink before heading down to our rooms. We were introduced to our masseuses who then led us down to our massage room. It was a huge room with a massage table in the centre and a raised bathtub at the rear. Off to the side, where I was led was a changing area with a shower at one end and toilet at the other. A closet to hang ones clothes, silk robes, slippers, double sink, toiletries and towels. I was asked if I wanted a shower or bath after I was done (shower please) and then directed to undress and put on the pair of underwear they provide you with while massaging. Let's just say that once on, they are like a thin mesh and really leave nothing to the imagination. Wrapping in a towel, I opened the doors and was directed to lie down on the table, covered with a blanket and then had my towel removed.
Now I have never had a true massage in my entire life and I must say it was wonderful. First working on my legs and feet, individually, she moved on to the arms and hands, and entire back before working on the neck and shoulders. It lasted for just over an hour but seemed far too short. I was just getting to the point of truly relaxing and letting her work out the knots in my back and legs. Then it was cover up time and head back into the private room area (not really that private as the windows are only lightly frosted), and into the shower to clean off all the oils before getting dressed.
Then it was over to the tearoom for some delicious herbal teas and treats like a rambutan in custard, or as George called it, rama-lama-bang-bang. They were so much tastier done this way than the ones we had earlier in the week. That done and back across the hall to the lounge again and wait for our boarding time.
Boarding time was at 21h30 but we had been told that they would call us when we needed to go. The time was ticking by and of course being anxious, we started to head for the door. The staff advised us there was no need to leave yet. They would have someone escort us to the plane when we needed to go. They didn't want their first class passengers to have to wait. So about fifteen minutes before the flight was ready to go, we were walked to the gate where when we got down the stairs, rather than line up behind the few people left to board, we were taken in a different entrance to the bridge and then turned down to our section of the aircraft where first and business passengers board.
When we boarded, the staff seemed particularly interested in George and were very attentive to him. We were followed by at least 3 VIP's (two from the Middle East, one of which wore far too much cologne (guess he doesn't bathe much)), and Japanese gentleman who was in the lounge with us. We settled in and as the crew was introducing themselves individually, they were telling George how they were expecting him and were so excited to have him aboard. Apparently his name is the same as someone well known over there but in a better sense than his same namesake in Canada. We never did find out who he was or what he does, but it was certainly a nice experience for him.
After some pre-departure champagne, it was time to leave Bangkok for our overnight flight to Tokyo. Although I was pretty stuffed already, I was looking forward to the special meal of capon I had ordered. They asked me if I wanted a soup appetizer and upon discovering it was some sort of wild mushroom, I gladly accepted. They set up my table and brought out the soup as well as some foie gras and another thing I couldn't identify. All delicious again, even if I was hesitant about the foie gras. They hadn't set up Georges table and I thought it was because he didn't want the appetizer, but when they came to dismantle mine, I was a little confused. I asked them when they would be serving the meal as I though it would be just after take-off, but they told me about 4 hours into the flight. That would make it breakfast by my watch, but I just though, whatever. It's food, I'll eat it then.
Now it was time to watch The Hunger Games and then try to get some shut eye before it was time to eat.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
More Rain
More rain. Yes, it looks like that will be the order of the day. There were moments this morning where the balcony looked like a lake was going to form on it, as the drain couldn't keep up with all the water. It doesn't help that the lower deck is open to the sky because of the stairs going up to the roof. I don't think that there will be much of anything happening today.
Until about 14h00 today we only left the room to go have breakfast and then hang out in the covered courtyard (by the pool table and gym), and catch up on all our social media. Finally we decided we should have something to eat and not wait until dinner time, so we picked up the umbrellas and headed out. Like yesterday, it started off with light rain, but by the time we were a block away from our hotel it was really coming down. It didn't help that the umbrellas were small either. My shoes were soaking wet in no time. Shoes in Phuket and not sandals you say? I've never been a sandals person, but I did buy a pair. Within no time I remembered why I don't wear sandals. The thing that goes between your big toe and the other toe seems to always attack my foot and it gets raw very quickly. That was really show lived.
So what turned out to be a 5 minute walk from the hotel ended up being a 15 to 20 minute walk...in one direction! Here too, people walk across the sidewalks instead of one behind the other. The biggest offenders here are not the same cultures or age groups I am used to back home. Over here it seems to be predominantly those from Australia, India, or the Middle East. Not necessarily people I would have expected to hog the space. Fortunately I am used to dealing with this back home, so I was able to keep some space for us to walk down the sidewalks and not have to walk on the street, dodging oncoming traffic and/or the masseuses along the street.
The restaurant had air conditioning. Now I am definitely a fan of air conditioning when I'm anywhere warm, but even though it was very warm outside, when you walk into an air conditioned restaurant. Everything was full blast and even though only one table was taken, we chose to sit t the very back as there was not an air conditioner anywhere near our seat there. Being wet with the AC on is not the most comfortable feeling. We finished lunch and headed back out only to be greeted by no rain. It was much more pleasant walking home but now the sellers had come out of their booths and the tuk tuks were everywhere calling out 'tuk tuk taxi?' or 'tuk tuk boss?' or 'tuk tuk tuk'. Ah well, at least the rain had stopped.
Got back to the hotel and took a look from the rooftop to see what the likelihood of some sun coming our way was. It did not look good. Sure enough, after not too long, the rain came again. Not much, but just enough to deter really doing anything. So we just hung out watching the movie channel. We decided since it would be raining we would try the dinner at the hotel. At nighttime, the lounge and larger part of the restaurant turn into the dining area while the smaller part of the restaurant becomes the buffet. We wanted to eat something off a menu and not a buffet, so we ended up ordering a chicken dish for George and a white bass dish for me. We also had a complimentary fruit salad from the hotel which we were given the first night here. When the dinner came out, each of our main courses was presented on a long rectangular plate, approximately the width of our table (twice the size of the placemat) and presented very nicely. To look at it one would think that's not a lot of food, but when you actually eat it, there is a lot. Coming with my fish was a mashed potato and artichoke as well as something else with it that I couldn't quite identify. Almost like a tomato but not quite. The meal was good, but not great. We probably should have stuck to Thai food as opposed a western food, but we did not like the limited choices on the menu. Tomorrow night we'll eat out again.
After dinner, since the rain had stopped, we walked up the street to the Family Mart, a Thai version of 7-11 from what I can see (but the do have 7-11 here as well). We were in the mood for a red Fanta (strawberry/cream soda) and a chocolate bar. Then it was back to the room for the evening.
Overall it was a do-nothing day, nice, but would have been nicer if we could have done nothing on the rooftop deck. But then, tomorrow is another day.
Until about 14h00 today we only left the room to go have breakfast and then hang out in the covered courtyard (by the pool table and gym), and catch up on all our social media. Finally we decided we should have something to eat and not wait until dinner time, so we picked up the umbrellas and headed out. Like yesterday, it started off with light rain, but by the time we were a block away from our hotel it was really coming down. It didn't help that the umbrellas were small either. My shoes were soaking wet in no time. Shoes in Phuket and not sandals you say? I've never been a sandals person, but I did buy a pair. Within no time I remembered why I don't wear sandals. The thing that goes between your big toe and the other toe seems to always attack my foot and it gets raw very quickly. That was really show lived.
So what turned out to be a 5 minute walk from the hotel ended up being a 15 to 20 minute walk...in one direction! Here too, people walk across the sidewalks instead of one behind the other. The biggest offenders here are not the same cultures or age groups I am used to back home. Over here it seems to be predominantly those from Australia, India, or the Middle East. Not necessarily people I would have expected to hog the space. Fortunately I am used to dealing with this back home, so I was able to keep some space for us to walk down the sidewalks and not have to walk on the street, dodging oncoming traffic and/or the masseuses along the street.
The restaurant had air conditioning. Now I am definitely a fan of air conditioning when I'm anywhere warm, but even though it was very warm outside, when you walk into an air conditioned restaurant. Everything was full blast and even though only one table was taken, we chose to sit t the very back as there was not an air conditioner anywhere near our seat there. Being wet with the AC on is not the most comfortable feeling. We finished lunch and headed back out only to be greeted by no rain. It was much more pleasant walking home but now the sellers had come out of their booths and the tuk tuks were everywhere calling out 'tuk tuk taxi?' or 'tuk tuk boss?' or 'tuk tuk tuk'. Ah well, at least the rain had stopped.
Got back to the hotel and took a look from the rooftop to see what the likelihood of some sun coming our way was. It did not look good. Sure enough, after not too long, the rain came again. Not much, but just enough to deter really doing anything. So we just hung out watching the movie channel. We decided since it would be raining we would try the dinner at the hotel. At nighttime, the lounge and larger part of the restaurant turn into the dining area while the smaller part of the restaurant becomes the buffet. We wanted to eat something off a menu and not a buffet, so we ended up ordering a chicken dish for George and a white bass dish for me. We also had a complimentary fruit salad from the hotel which we were given the first night here. When the dinner came out, each of our main courses was presented on a long rectangular plate, approximately the width of our table (twice the size of the placemat) and presented very nicely. To look at it one would think that's not a lot of food, but when you actually eat it, there is a lot. Coming with my fish was a mashed potato and artichoke as well as something else with it that I couldn't quite identify. Almost like a tomato but not quite. The meal was good, but not great. We probably should have stuck to Thai food as opposed a western food, but we did not like the limited choices on the menu. Tomorrow night we'll eat out again.
After dinner, since the rain had stopped, we walked up the street to the Family Mart, a Thai version of 7-11 from what I can see (but the do have 7-11 here as well). We were in the mood for a red Fanta (strawberry/cream soda) and a chocolate bar. Then it was back to the room for the evening.
Overall it was a do-nothing day, nice, but would have been nicer if we could have done nothing on the rooftop deck. But then, tomorrow is another day.
Wednesday, July 4, 2012
Don't Rain On My Parade
They morning started off with rain. In fact it rained all night and continued into the morning. I certainly hope it stops sometime so we can get out, even if it's only to our rooftop to relax somewhere stretched out other than on the bed.
So it was down to do breakfast and once again the selections were great. A few changes from yesterday, but all still great. I think I'm going to wear more when I get home than when I left and that was definitely not the plan. After breakfast, the rain seemed to ease up a bit, so we decided to go for a walk down along the beach area, but took the umbrellas in the room just in case. We did have to use them, but by the time we went the block to the beach, the rain was coming down in torrents. We opted to head back to the hotel and relax in the covered courtyard instead. I suppose I shouldn't complain about the rain, after all it is the rainy (monsoon) season here and we knew that when we booked the trip.
Around 15h00 the rain had stopped, and we could see in the distance that it was likely not to start again for a while, so it was off for a walk down the street again to see if we could find something for dinner later. We were looking for something Thai again, but wanted a little more spiciness in it. We walked past Bangla street and stopped in front of a restaurant called 'Enjoy', and perused the menu in front. The greeter/waitress was right there asking us to come in (as they all do here), but we told her we were just looking for later tonight. It certainly looked like a good place to try, so we decided we would come back here later. We now wanted to go back and get some sun on the deck while it was still out.
Back at the hotel up our private rooftop terrace, we put the deck chairs out in the sun and laid back to enjoy...well George did. I was not really in the sunning mood and for some reason the Wi-Fi wasn't really working up there, so I headed down to the main deck off our room and laid there, surfing (I should have been editing pictures but I just wasn't into it at the moment).
Dinner time came and it was off to the restaurant we found earlier. The walk there was actually very nice, as it seemed a little cooler and we were not bothered by vendors and massage people as I think they thought we were headed to a pub or restaurant, and knew we would likely not have time for any shopping or getting a massage.
We sat outside on the front patio at the restaurant and ordered milkshakes to drink. Me a mango and George a strawberry. Mine was delicious as was Georges, but we think his was just made with strawberry ice cream and milk, while mine probably had real mangos in it. We started off again with spring rolls and the dipping sauce with them was stupendous! It had a certain spice in it that made it delicious to eat and wanting more.
This was followed by satay again, and pork pad thai, Thai curry chicken and basil with green beans and some steamed rice. The waiter brought us some oils and ground chili flakes to spice it up as we mentioned to him that we did prefer a spicier taste. All I can say was delicious. The Thai curry chicken was my ultimate favourite. I could have eaten 2 or 3 plates myself. Even adding on a fair bit of oils and chili, it did not have the burning taste I often found at home, but rather a flavourful heat to it. I am going to have to find some of this back home, likely at the Thai House restaurant, but certainly not at the place we are used to going to. We finished off the dinner with a bowl of ice cream each and then were on our way.
The walk back was after dark, so we decided to take a walk down Bangla and see how different it was at night as compared to the early afternoon. The street was closed to traffic and people were milling around everywhere. Karaoke was happening in some bars, while the hotel had hired their own entertainers to sing in others. It was already turning into a drunkfest for some people, as we watched them staggering down the street while being held up by their friends. People kept trying to hand out sheets and get us to go see the 'Ping Pong' shows, something which I had absolutely no interest in watching, even if you paid me. The massage girls were working full time here as well, as were people exploiting baby monkeys by handing them to people on the street or setting them on shoulders but always looking for payment later. The clubs seemed endless, but we finally made it to the end of the street and headed back to our hotel.
We relaxed in the room and on the deck for a while before heading to bed. A quiet, relaxing day which is always a nice way to spend a vacation.
So it was down to do breakfast and once again the selections were great. A few changes from yesterday, but all still great. I think I'm going to wear more when I get home than when I left and that was definitely not the plan. After breakfast, the rain seemed to ease up a bit, so we decided to go for a walk down along the beach area, but took the umbrellas in the room just in case. We did have to use them, but by the time we went the block to the beach, the rain was coming down in torrents. We opted to head back to the hotel and relax in the covered courtyard instead. I suppose I shouldn't complain about the rain, after all it is the rainy (monsoon) season here and we knew that when we booked the trip.
Around 15h00 the rain had stopped, and we could see in the distance that it was likely not to start again for a while, so it was off for a walk down the street again to see if we could find something for dinner later. We were looking for something Thai again, but wanted a little more spiciness in it. We walked past Bangla street and stopped in front of a restaurant called 'Enjoy', and perused the menu in front. The greeter/waitress was right there asking us to come in (as they all do here), but we told her we were just looking for later tonight. It certainly looked like a good place to try, so we decided we would come back here later. We now wanted to go back and get some sun on the deck while it was still out.
Back at the hotel up our private rooftop terrace, we put the deck chairs out in the sun and laid back to enjoy...well George did. I was not really in the sunning mood and for some reason the Wi-Fi wasn't really working up there, so I headed down to the main deck off our room and laid there, surfing (I should have been editing pictures but I just wasn't into it at the moment).
Dinner time came and it was off to the restaurant we found earlier. The walk there was actually very nice, as it seemed a little cooler and we were not bothered by vendors and massage people as I think they thought we were headed to a pub or restaurant, and knew we would likely not have time for any shopping or getting a massage.
We sat outside on the front patio at the restaurant and ordered milkshakes to drink. Me a mango and George a strawberry. Mine was delicious as was Georges, but we think his was just made with strawberry ice cream and milk, while mine probably had real mangos in it. We started off again with spring rolls and the dipping sauce with them was stupendous! It had a certain spice in it that made it delicious to eat and wanting more.
This was followed by satay again, and pork pad thai, Thai curry chicken and basil with green beans and some steamed rice. The waiter brought us some oils and ground chili flakes to spice it up as we mentioned to him that we did prefer a spicier taste. All I can say was delicious. The Thai curry chicken was my ultimate favourite. I could have eaten 2 or 3 plates myself. Even adding on a fair bit of oils and chili, it did not have the burning taste I often found at home, but rather a flavourful heat to it. I am going to have to find some of this back home, likely at the Thai House restaurant, but certainly not at the place we are used to going to. We finished off the dinner with a bowl of ice cream each and then were on our way.
The walk back was after dark, so we decided to take a walk down Bangla and see how different it was at night as compared to the early afternoon. The street was closed to traffic and people were milling around everywhere. Karaoke was happening in some bars, while the hotel had hired their own entertainers to sing in others. It was already turning into a drunkfest for some people, as we watched them staggering down the street while being held up by their friends. People kept trying to hand out sheets and get us to go see the 'Ping Pong' shows, something which I had absolutely no interest in watching, even if you paid me. The massage girls were working full time here as well, as were people exploiting baby monkeys by handing them to people on the street or setting them on shoulders but always looking for payment later. The clubs seemed endless, but we finally made it to the end of the street and headed back to our hotel.
We relaxed in the room and on the deck for a while before heading to bed. A quiet, relaxing day which is always a nice way to spend a vacation.
Tuesday, July 3, 2012
What Day Is It Today?
Ok, I thought I waited long enough so that this would post on July 2nd, but it actually ended up posting on July 3rd cause its the middle of the night back home. So todays posting will contain updates from yesterday as well as today (which isn't quite done yet).
The 2nd started somewhere on the flight from Munich to Bangkok. Not quite sure where, but I did manage to get in a couple of sleeps, and I think that was the saviour for the day. Woke up a little before breakfast was to start so it gave me time to freshen up before anyone else was awake. No, I didn't use the pyjamas they gave to us on the flight. A few people did, including one of the stranger people sitting across the plane from us. He was in them before the plane even left the gate, and asleep as soon as the seatbelt sign was turned on.
As they were getting ready to set up the tables, on of the flight crew saw George standing and talking with me and asked if we would like to have breakfast together. No hesitation there, we were happy to sit with each other, me in my chair, and George on the foot stool/guest stool.
Much as last nights dinner, breakfast consisted of a lot of choices. We started off with a choice of fresh fruits, yoghurt, cereals, and muesli (or any combination thereof). Of course fresh juices were in order as was coffee or tea. This was followed by breads and the main plate. We both chose the cheese omelet (I'm sure it was a 3 egger) and also included a huge pork fillet medallion and some delicious fried potatoes. I was stuffed by the time breakfast was done. Now it was just time to wait to land in Bangkok and see which lounge we would be brought to.
The plane was disembarked using the exit behind First Class and the cabin crew held back the business and economy passengers until we had a chance to make our way off of the plane. When we got to the end of the bridge, we were met by our Thai airlines rep who whisked us and the weird guy across the way to our next stop, security. It was the 3 of us since we are all headed to the same place, Phuket, so it was much easier to arrange and explain procedures to everyone, only once. Our rep waited until we were all through security and then led us to the First Class Lounge. Now I had hoped this would be where we got to go, but since we were only connecting in business class, I sort of expected to end up in the business class lounge. As we were checking in, the weird guy asked if he could book a massage now. He had told us that we should get one and enjoy the full treatment. Now I had heard that this was a hit or miss when passengers are departing Bangkok in a cabin that is not First Class and not International, but I thought I would see how it played out and take advantage of it if he was successful. The girl (a trainee) started to look for a time, but was quickly told by her co-worker that it is only for international passengers. He was arguing the point as he said he had done it many times before (which I have no doubt), but they weren't budging. I decided to not push it and just asked if George and I could get our seats re-assigned as we were not seated together on the last flight. Just happily took our boarding passes and checked and then offered us an exit row with 2 seats in business. She also noticed that we had pre-ordered special meals on this flight. She became very apologetic and said that this particular flight did not offer the salmon tarragon we ordered. Again, it was no problem as we were still full and I was kind of surprised that their web site let me order a meal outbound but not on the return. It is a very short flight, after all. We then left to go relax in the lounge.
We didn't need to make our own way to our seats in the Thai First Class Lounge or Royal Orchid Lounge as it is called. Rather, we were led into the lounge, passing private rooms with their own TV's along the way. We had a choice of any place we would like, so we ended up finding something near the window a little ways down from the entrance. We had no sooner sat down when one of the staff came over and while kneeling down, offered us a purple coloured drink, something she said was traditional so we graciously accepted. It was cool, refreshing and delicious to taste. We were also asked if we would like something to drink but I just chose to have some fresh pineapple juice and take a moment to fire up the laptop. They also gave us menus so we could see if there was anything we would like to order to eat, but after the flight, we were still full.
It was about this time that George had a 'Ryan moment'. He had been looking for his iPhone in his backpack and couldn't seem to find it. I asked if he wanted me to check online where it might be and I did so while he continued to dig through all the pockets in his bag. His phone was actually turned off, so until someone turned it on, it didn't track online, but I was still able to send a message to it and make it sound out in case someone was nearby. When he still couldn't find it, I suggested he ask at the front desk as it may have been left on the plane since he had last used it there. While he was over there, I checked his bag again, as I remember he had said to me that he would put it in a certain place. It was unlikely that I would remember but for some reason or other I did. When I checked the pocket, it was in the first place I looked. I turned it on and held it up as he walked back, so happy to be reunited with it. He had to go back to the front to let them know it was safe and no need to check the plane. The message I sent came through on the phone, now that it was on, but fortunately, we did not have to wait for someone else to retrieve it. We were now able to relax and enjoy the lounge.
While we were sitting there, one of the ladies from the front came over to us and told us that there were two first class seats available on our upcoming flight and if we would like them (there were in the middle), they would assign them to us, but we would still only have business class service. Not a problem at all, we would gladly take them. She advised us that we would need to leave the lounge by 16h00 to go through immigration and catch our flight and gave directions where our gate would be. So we sat back for a little while longer and enjoyed the break while we waited to continue the journey.
We decided to leave a few minutes early, as I'm always concerned about lineups along the way and how unpredictable they can be. Our flight was to start boarding at 16h20, and I wanted to make sure we were there on time. As we were leaving, they brought us our new boarding passes and then led us down the corridor to show where we would go to immigration before boarding our flight to Phuket.
We went down the hall and then down the stairs to see 4 lines up people standing at the four booths. We chose what we thought was the shortest line, not noticing the 'trainee' sign at the counter right away. Every line was moving slowly but ours seemed to go even more slowly. We eventually moved over two lines to what appears to be the fastest moving line of them all...until we got there. Just like a supermarket, it's always the longest time to get through. As it got closer to boarding time the lad from Dublin who was in front of us, offered to let us go ahead, as he had lots of time to kill before his flight to Samui. The crazy man on our flight showed up after us, picked the line with 2 customs agents and ended up moving to our original line when a second officer showed up. As it turned out, he reached the counter just before we did. When I finally had my turn it was, walk up to the counter, hand in your documents, stand in the two footprints and when told to look at the camera, look so they could take a picture of you. It actually went quite quickly when we went through so I'm not sure what the hold up was for those in front of us.
When we got through security, again, and re-put together, we started off toward our gate. By the time we got there, they were already boarding and we followed the crazy man to what I guess was the priority line up (there was no sign), and we got ahead of a lot of people who were in a much longer line-up. In no time we were on the bridge and headed to our business class seating in First Class.
As we were waiting for the plane to fill, one of the flight crew came over to apologize for not having our special meal on board. Once again, we told her not to worry as we are perfectly fine with whatever everyone else is having. So in the 1 hour 25 minute flight we got served a nice snack of fish cakes, asparagus and cauliflower followed by a delicious desert which we've figured is a mango/coconut creation. I could have eaten a dozen of those easily! Oh, and the lemongrass water when we got on was amazingly refreshing. Going to have to look this up when we get home.
Finally landing in Phuket about 20 minutes late due to traffic delays at Bangkok airport, we went into the terminal to get our baggage and head out to find the limo driver to our hotel. We found the carousel with our flight number and stood waiting for it to start moving. While we waited, crazy guy came up and told us our 'international baggage' would be in another area (we had got stickers put on us before passing through immigration about this). We followed him into the main terminal and then turned into another baggage area where we found another carousel with our flight number. This is where priority baggage tags don't seem to work. The 3 of us were waiting while almost all the other baggage was loaded onto the belt. Ours was close to last before it came out and I was feeling a little anxious having a driver wait outside for us so long when our flight was delayed.
We passed through the nothing to declare lane and headed back into the throngs of people offering taxis into the towns. It looked like all the pre-hired drivers were outside so out we went, passing this craziness. By this time it's pretty much nightfall, and we are reading various names on signs but couldn't find mine. We walk the short distance to the end and still see nothing. Finally, a guy walks up to us holding his sign with my name on it (first name misspelled) but everything else in order. So off we head to his vehicle for the drive into Phuket.
Now it's been a long time since I have ridden in a vehicle in Asia (only 1 other time) and it all came back to me why I prefer getting to me destination some other way than by car. I don't believe there is a speed limit in Thailand, nor do lanes mean anything. It's just go as fast as you can, drive wherever you want to (and as close to other vehicles as you can), honking at anyone who gets in your way. This went on for about the whole hour we were driven to reach our hotel. I think the only time I tensed a little was when we were climbing over the last twisty hill only have to head down the other side.
We finally arched our hotel and checkin was quick and pleasant. We both were given cold towels and a glass of lemongrass water. Another ultra refreshing drink, and good for you too! One of the porters brought us and our bags up to the room to also explain the features along the way and in the room. It turned out to be everything we expected and more. A lovely walk through closet area by the bathroom, a rain head shower, huge king bed, Apple TV, Wi-Fi set up for us, great patio with seating area off the bedroom and stairs leading to our rooftop sun/shade deck upstairs. But since it was dark and late, we just settled unpacked and settled in to relax before heading to bed. We wanted to start the day tomorrow on a regular schedule and be ready for breakfast in the morning.
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Woke up Tuesday morning a little before 06h00 as the light was beginning to shine into the window. It looked to be a fairly nice day, a bit overcast and the temperature was already 26c going up to 30c (humidity would knock that up about 10 degrees more). After we had our morning coffee in the room and got ourselves presentable, we made our way down to the restaurant to partake in the buffet included in our stay. They had some western choices, including bacon, toast, cereal, and of course the egg station where they made delicious omelettes. Reminded me of our trips to Puerto Vallarta all over again. There were all kinds of fruit, a lot I didn't recognize but made sure I tried anyway. Yogurts, fresh honey, freshly squeezed juices and on and on.
After breakfast we decided it would be a good day to walk down to see what we could find in the daylight and possibly find either a tailor and/or optical store for George. We walked down to Thanon Taweewpmg, the main street running along the beach area of Pa Tong. Although it was fairly early in the day, we did encounter a lot of people offering massages and when you walked by, even though you said no or just ignored them, they still had to touch you somewhere, either your arm or bum, At first I thought it was used as an attempt to pickpocket you, but don't believe so anymore. George also made the mistake of answering someones hello which only led them to talk more and start offering to make a suit for him as he was a tailor (I don't think he was barely 20 years of age). Drawn in, he found it difficult to leave and try as he might, the guy played along with whatever excuse George tried to use to get away. Finally he just said he would check back later and got the the guys card. We continued our walk down to the tailor George had had researched a bit before hand which also included a stop at Starbucks for something cool to drink. As we walked and talked about it, we realized that we were really not here long enough to ensure everything would be correct fitted if he tried to get a suit made before we left. As well, we really weren't sure of the bargaining practices here, and my last bargaining was done in Mexico, which is so much different than it is in Asia. So in the end, he did not get anything made.
On our walk back he wanted to stop at an opticians to see what they had. In we walked and after being out in the hot, humid sun, walking into the air conditioned store caused me to sweat like there was no tomorrow. As I mentioned before, ever since the chemotherapy, this has really been an issue. I think I'll ask the doctor about it when I see her in August. But back to the story. George tried on a number of glasses in the store before he finally narrowed his choices down to three pairs. The girl started writing how much they would be (with a 30% discount), as well as for the lenses (which due to his stigmatism, would have to be brought in from Bangkok in a couple days). He told her he had his eye prescription at the hotel, and would be back after he picked it up. His plan was to get 2 pairs of glasses for the price he would pay for one pair back home.
As we walked back to the hotel, we decided to stop into another optical store just to compare and see what they had to offer. It turned out that not only did George find nicer sets of frames, but the owners were much easier to work with. The discount was a little less than what the other store offered, but we were certain we could get them to bring that down when we came back. So off to the hotel we went to get his prescription, and after a rest, we were on our way back.
After the deal was done, and arrangements to pick them up Friday evening, it was time to take a walk up Bangla Road and see what it was all about. As it was still early in the day, there was not a lot happening yet, but you could see that the street was practically made up of nightclubs and bars all stacked in layers down the street almost from one end to the other. I can only imagine what this place gets like late in the evenings. Our walk back was to be along Thanon Ratuthit Songroipi, the next somewhat parallel street up from the beach. If we that the massage ladies were bad before, it only got worse here. It seems every few feet you walk you come upon another massage parlour, and if not being accosted by the ladies working there, you are accosted by taxi drivers and tuk tuk drivers. It was insane and it wasn't even late in the day yet. We made it back to the hotel and took a break before heading back to the optical store to give them George's eye prescription.
We walked back to the store around 13h00 as they had to have everything done by 14h00 to ensure that the lenses could be shipped in from Bangkok in time to have them ready for Friday. Half was paid down and the other half to be paid when he gets his glasses. George had also asked for a better discount since he was buying two pair. He offered them 1000 baht less than their offer and they agreed to the price. As we turned to leave, we saw that the rain had begun coming down. We waited under the awning a few moments before we started venturing back, but the rain never really stopped. There were moments it came down in torrents as we walked, so we just hid under the closest awning until it eased off, then continued on our way, finally reaching our hotel, soaked, but still warm.
I relaxed a bit on our lower balcony until it was time to head out for dinner. We grabbed the umbrellas from the closet and set out to find some Thai food. We didn't have far to go, as literally, in the building next door was a Thai restaurant and we decided that it would be the place we tried tonight. We ordered drinks as it was happy hour and all drinks were 1/2 price. I had a mai tai, and I swear that there was more alcohol in it than anything else. Not that I am complaining, but I really think I got much more than my moneys worth on that one. We ordered some spring rolls and satay to start. The main entrees were Shrimp Pad Thai (turned out they were out of shrimp so topped it with fresh prawns), and a chicken dish with vegetables and a sweet and sour sauce and a bowl of steamed rice to complete it all. Everything was delicious, but I sort of anticipated it to be spicier than it was. We decided to finish off the meal with dessert, ordering a bowl of Rambutan (Ngor) and a bowl of Longon (Lam Yai). Although I found them not horrible tasting, the Longon similar to a lychee, the texture while chewing it was similar to octopus which I was not crazy about (George even less so). All in all though it was an enjoyable dinner.
After that it was back to the hotel for a bit of surfing and relaxing while listening to the rain outside and then off to bed, ready to start another day tomorrow, hopefully with some more sunshine.
*** Pictures are still to follow and will be added later ***
The 2nd started somewhere on the flight from Munich to Bangkok. Not quite sure where, but I did manage to get in a couple of sleeps, and I think that was the saviour for the day. Woke up a little before breakfast was to start so it gave me time to freshen up before anyone else was awake. No, I didn't use the pyjamas they gave to us on the flight. A few people did, including one of the stranger people sitting across the plane from us. He was in them before the plane even left the gate, and asleep as soon as the seatbelt sign was turned on.
As they were getting ready to set up the tables, on of the flight crew saw George standing and talking with me and asked if we would like to have breakfast together. No hesitation there, we were happy to sit with each other, me in my chair, and George on the foot stool/guest stool.
Much as last nights dinner, breakfast consisted of a lot of choices. We started off with a choice of fresh fruits, yoghurt, cereals, and muesli (or any combination thereof). Of course fresh juices were in order as was coffee or tea. This was followed by breads and the main plate. We both chose the cheese omelet (I'm sure it was a 3 egger) and also included a huge pork fillet medallion and some delicious fried potatoes. I was stuffed by the time breakfast was done. Now it was just time to wait to land in Bangkok and see which lounge we would be brought to.
The plane was disembarked using the exit behind First Class and the cabin crew held back the business and economy passengers until we had a chance to make our way off of the plane. When we got to the end of the bridge, we were met by our Thai airlines rep who whisked us and the weird guy across the way to our next stop, security. It was the 3 of us since we are all headed to the same place, Phuket, so it was much easier to arrange and explain procedures to everyone, only once. Our rep waited until we were all through security and then led us to the First Class Lounge. Now I had hoped this would be where we got to go, but since we were only connecting in business class, I sort of expected to end up in the business class lounge. As we were checking in, the weird guy asked if he could book a massage now. He had told us that we should get one and enjoy the full treatment. Now I had heard that this was a hit or miss when passengers are departing Bangkok in a cabin that is not First Class and not International, but I thought I would see how it played out and take advantage of it if he was successful. The girl (a trainee) started to look for a time, but was quickly told by her co-worker that it is only for international passengers. He was arguing the point as he said he had done it many times before (which I have no doubt), but they weren't budging. I decided to not push it and just asked if George and I could get our seats re-assigned as we were not seated together on the last flight. Just happily took our boarding passes and checked and then offered us an exit row with 2 seats in business. She also noticed that we had pre-ordered special meals on this flight. She became very apologetic and said that this particular flight did not offer the salmon tarragon we ordered. Again, it was no problem as we were still full and I was kind of surprised that their web site let me order a meal outbound but not on the return. It is a very short flight, after all. We then left to go relax in the lounge.
We didn't need to make our own way to our seats in the Thai First Class Lounge or Royal Orchid Lounge as it is called. Rather, we were led into the lounge, passing private rooms with their own TV's along the way. We had a choice of any place we would like, so we ended up finding something near the window a little ways down from the entrance. We had no sooner sat down when one of the staff came over and while kneeling down, offered us a purple coloured drink, something she said was traditional so we graciously accepted. It was cool, refreshing and delicious to taste. We were also asked if we would like something to drink but I just chose to have some fresh pineapple juice and take a moment to fire up the laptop. They also gave us menus so we could see if there was anything we would like to order to eat, but after the flight, we were still full.
It was about this time that George had a 'Ryan moment'. He had been looking for his iPhone in his backpack and couldn't seem to find it. I asked if he wanted me to check online where it might be and I did so while he continued to dig through all the pockets in his bag. His phone was actually turned off, so until someone turned it on, it didn't track online, but I was still able to send a message to it and make it sound out in case someone was nearby. When he still couldn't find it, I suggested he ask at the front desk as it may have been left on the plane since he had last used it there. While he was over there, I checked his bag again, as I remember he had said to me that he would put it in a certain place. It was unlikely that I would remember but for some reason or other I did. When I checked the pocket, it was in the first place I looked. I turned it on and held it up as he walked back, so happy to be reunited with it. He had to go back to the front to let them know it was safe and no need to check the plane. The message I sent came through on the phone, now that it was on, but fortunately, we did not have to wait for someone else to retrieve it. We were now able to relax and enjoy the lounge.
While we were sitting there, one of the ladies from the front came over to us and told us that there were two first class seats available on our upcoming flight and if we would like them (there were in the middle), they would assign them to us, but we would still only have business class service. Not a problem at all, we would gladly take them. She advised us that we would need to leave the lounge by 16h00 to go through immigration and catch our flight and gave directions where our gate would be. So we sat back for a little while longer and enjoyed the break while we waited to continue the journey.
We decided to leave a few minutes early, as I'm always concerned about lineups along the way and how unpredictable they can be. Our flight was to start boarding at 16h20, and I wanted to make sure we were there on time. As we were leaving, they brought us our new boarding passes and then led us down the corridor to show where we would go to immigration before boarding our flight to Phuket.
We went down the hall and then down the stairs to see 4 lines up people standing at the four booths. We chose what we thought was the shortest line, not noticing the 'trainee' sign at the counter right away. Every line was moving slowly but ours seemed to go even more slowly. We eventually moved over two lines to what appears to be the fastest moving line of them all...until we got there. Just like a supermarket, it's always the longest time to get through. As it got closer to boarding time the lad from Dublin who was in front of us, offered to let us go ahead, as he had lots of time to kill before his flight to Samui. The crazy man on our flight showed up after us, picked the line with 2 customs agents and ended up moving to our original line when a second officer showed up. As it turned out, he reached the counter just before we did. When I finally had my turn it was, walk up to the counter, hand in your documents, stand in the two footprints and when told to look at the camera, look so they could take a picture of you. It actually went quite quickly when we went through so I'm not sure what the hold up was for those in front of us.
When we got through security, again, and re-put together, we started off toward our gate. By the time we got there, they were already boarding and we followed the crazy man to what I guess was the priority line up (there was no sign), and we got ahead of a lot of people who were in a much longer line-up. In no time we were on the bridge and headed to our business class seating in First Class.
As we were waiting for the plane to fill, one of the flight crew came over to apologize for not having our special meal on board. Once again, we told her not to worry as we are perfectly fine with whatever everyone else is having. So in the 1 hour 25 minute flight we got served a nice snack of fish cakes, asparagus and cauliflower followed by a delicious desert which we've figured is a mango/coconut creation. I could have eaten a dozen of those easily! Oh, and the lemongrass water when we got on was amazingly refreshing. Going to have to look this up when we get home.
Finally landing in Phuket about 20 minutes late due to traffic delays at Bangkok airport, we went into the terminal to get our baggage and head out to find the limo driver to our hotel. We found the carousel with our flight number and stood waiting for it to start moving. While we waited, crazy guy came up and told us our 'international baggage' would be in another area (we had got stickers put on us before passing through immigration about this). We followed him into the main terminal and then turned into another baggage area where we found another carousel with our flight number. This is where priority baggage tags don't seem to work. The 3 of us were waiting while almost all the other baggage was loaded onto the belt. Ours was close to last before it came out and I was feeling a little anxious having a driver wait outside for us so long when our flight was delayed.
We passed through the nothing to declare lane and headed back into the throngs of people offering taxis into the towns. It looked like all the pre-hired drivers were outside so out we went, passing this craziness. By this time it's pretty much nightfall, and we are reading various names on signs but couldn't find mine. We walk the short distance to the end and still see nothing. Finally, a guy walks up to us holding his sign with my name on it (first name misspelled) but everything else in order. So off we head to his vehicle for the drive into Phuket.
Now it's been a long time since I have ridden in a vehicle in Asia (only 1 other time) and it all came back to me why I prefer getting to me destination some other way than by car. I don't believe there is a speed limit in Thailand, nor do lanes mean anything. It's just go as fast as you can, drive wherever you want to (and as close to other vehicles as you can), honking at anyone who gets in your way. This went on for about the whole hour we were driven to reach our hotel. I think the only time I tensed a little was when we were climbing over the last twisty hill only have to head down the other side.
We finally arched our hotel and checkin was quick and pleasant. We both were given cold towels and a glass of lemongrass water. Another ultra refreshing drink, and good for you too! One of the porters brought us and our bags up to the room to also explain the features along the way and in the room. It turned out to be everything we expected and more. A lovely walk through closet area by the bathroom, a rain head shower, huge king bed, Apple TV, Wi-Fi set up for us, great patio with seating area off the bedroom and stairs leading to our rooftop sun/shade deck upstairs. But since it was dark and late, we just settled unpacked and settled in to relax before heading to bed. We wanted to start the day tomorrow on a regular schedule and be ready for breakfast in the morning.
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Woke up Tuesday morning a little before 06h00 as the light was beginning to shine into the window. It looked to be a fairly nice day, a bit overcast and the temperature was already 26c going up to 30c (humidity would knock that up about 10 degrees more). After we had our morning coffee in the room and got ourselves presentable, we made our way down to the restaurant to partake in the buffet included in our stay. They had some western choices, including bacon, toast, cereal, and of course the egg station where they made delicious omelettes. Reminded me of our trips to Puerto Vallarta all over again. There were all kinds of fruit, a lot I didn't recognize but made sure I tried anyway. Yogurts, fresh honey, freshly squeezed juices and on and on.
After breakfast we decided it would be a good day to walk down to see what we could find in the daylight and possibly find either a tailor and/or optical store for George. We walked down to Thanon Taweewpmg, the main street running along the beach area of Pa Tong. Although it was fairly early in the day, we did encounter a lot of people offering massages and when you walked by, even though you said no or just ignored them, they still had to touch you somewhere, either your arm or bum, At first I thought it was used as an attempt to pickpocket you, but don't believe so anymore. George also made the mistake of answering someones hello which only led them to talk more and start offering to make a suit for him as he was a tailor (I don't think he was barely 20 years of age). Drawn in, he found it difficult to leave and try as he might, the guy played along with whatever excuse George tried to use to get away. Finally he just said he would check back later and got the the guys card. We continued our walk down to the tailor George had had researched a bit before hand which also included a stop at Starbucks for something cool to drink. As we walked and talked about it, we realized that we were really not here long enough to ensure everything would be correct fitted if he tried to get a suit made before we left. As well, we really weren't sure of the bargaining practices here, and my last bargaining was done in Mexico, which is so much different than it is in Asia. So in the end, he did not get anything made.
On our walk back he wanted to stop at an opticians to see what they had. In we walked and after being out in the hot, humid sun, walking into the air conditioned store caused me to sweat like there was no tomorrow. As I mentioned before, ever since the chemotherapy, this has really been an issue. I think I'll ask the doctor about it when I see her in August. But back to the story. George tried on a number of glasses in the store before he finally narrowed his choices down to three pairs. The girl started writing how much they would be (with a 30% discount), as well as for the lenses (which due to his stigmatism, would have to be brought in from Bangkok in a couple days). He told her he had his eye prescription at the hotel, and would be back after he picked it up. His plan was to get 2 pairs of glasses for the price he would pay for one pair back home.
As we walked back to the hotel, we decided to stop into another optical store just to compare and see what they had to offer. It turned out that not only did George find nicer sets of frames, but the owners were much easier to work with. The discount was a little less than what the other store offered, but we were certain we could get them to bring that down when we came back. So off to the hotel we went to get his prescription, and after a rest, we were on our way back.
After the deal was done, and arrangements to pick them up Friday evening, it was time to take a walk up Bangla Road and see what it was all about. As it was still early in the day, there was not a lot happening yet, but you could see that the street was practically made up of nightclubs and bars all stacked in layers down the street almost from one end to the other. I can only imagine what this place gets like late in the evenings. Our walk back was to be along Thanon Ratuthit Songroipi, the next somewhat parallel street up from the beach. If we that the massage ladies were bad before, it only got worse here. It seems every few feet you walk you come upon another massage parlour, and if not being accosted by the ladies working there, you are accosted by taxi drivers and tuk tuk drivers. It was insane and it wasn't even late in the day yet. We made it back to the hotel and took a break before heading back to the optical store to give them George's eye prescription.
We walked back to the store around 13h00 as they had to have everything done by 14h00 to ensure that the lenses could be shipped in from Bangkok in time to have them ready for Friday. Half was paid down and the other half to be paid when he gets his glasses. George had also asked for a better discount since he was buying two pair. He offered them 1000 baht less than their offer and they agreed to the price. As we turned to leave, we saw that the rain had begun coming down. We waited under the awning a few moments before we started venturing back, but the rain never really stopped. There were moments it came down in torrents as we walked, so we just hid under the closest awning until it eased off, then continued on our way, finally reaching our hotel, soaked, but still warm.
I relaxed a bit on our lower balcony until it was time to head out for dinner. We grabbed the umbrellas from the closet and set out to find some Thai food. We didn't have far to go, as literally, in the building next door was a Thai restaurant and we decided that it would be the place we tried tonight. We ordered drinks as it was happy hour and all drinks were 1/2 price. I had a mai tai, and I swear that there was more alcohol in it than anything else. Not that I am complaining, but I really think I got much more than my moneys worth on that one. We ordered some spring rolls and satay to start. The main entrees were Shrimp Pad Thai (turned out they were out of shrimp so topped it with fresh prawns), and a chicken dish with vegetables and a sweet and sour sauce and a bowl of steamed rice to complete it all. Everything was delicious, but I sort of anticipated it to be spicier than it was. We decided to finish off the meal with dessert, ordering a bowl of Rambutan (Ngor) and a bowl of Longon (Lam Yai). Although I found them not horrible tasting, the Longon similar to a lychee, the texture while chewing it was similar to octopus which I was not crazy about (George even less so). All in all though it was an enjoyable dinner.
After that it was back to the hotel for a bit of surfing and relaxing while listening to the rain outside and then off to bed, ready to start another day tomorrow, hopefully with some more sunshine.
*** Pictures are still to follow and will be added later ***
Sunday, July 1, 2012
Happy Canada Day
We're leaving Prague this afternoon and heading to Phuket via Munich and Bangkok. You likely won't see an update here until after we arrive there and have had at least one nights sleep. Will catch you later. Have a great day celebrating Canada's 145th birthday until then.
Slow start to the day as we are checking out by lunchtime. We thought we would wander past our favourite breakfast place this morning to see if they were open. As it turned out, they were not so we headed off to Wenceslas Square. It seems places don't open to eat before 08h30 or 09h00 and even that is gauged by whatever time the workers decide to stop having their coffee and cigarette. Thus we ended up at Starbucks again for a latte thinking we would just head back to one of them after they opened. We had seen lots of people gathering in the square as well as a lot of policemen so we knew that there must be some sort of march or parade going on. Turns out they were celebrating 150 years of Sokol in the Czech Republic. One of the people who was in it told us that there was representation from all over the world including Canada. When we found this out, we thought we don't want to get trapped behind something in the square so we just decided we would head back up the street, check our restaurant one more time, and if it was open eat there or if not, head over to the hotel. It was open! So the Bistro Deli and Bakery would serve us our last breakfast here.
We were still early and wanted to wait until last minute to check out, so we headed back to the room to catch some TV and maybe step out to buy our train tickets. It turns out we have to buy from a machine and George is worried that they will automatically stamp the time when we do so we'll head back when we are ready to go. Now we'll just sit in the hotel and wait until it's closer to the time to head to the airport. I will definitely recommend The Sheraton Prague Charles Square hotel to anyone. We found the location handy yet quiet enough that we were not bothered by any noises outside. Our room was at the back facing some residences and what looked like a gym on the ground floor of one. Some days we got to see them working out in the back yard. Staff were friendly and everything was super clean. Definitely a place to think about.
We arrived in the subway station at 13h00 for our trip out to Ruznyë Airport in Prague. Took us about a half hour to reach the transfer point for the bus. We found our stop without any problem and watched as the airport bus arrived at the station to drop off more visitors to Prague. He then pulled over to switch drivers and have a chat, a long chat, a very long chat! There was a young Asian lady sitting at the bus stop with a bag of strawberries in a basket. We saw her take a strawberry out of the bag, take a small bit out of the bottom, put it back in the bag, and then take another and do the same thing. She did this for at least six of the berries in her bag, then tied it up and waited. Strange. About half an hour after he arrived he finally got moving again and came over to pick us up. Once aboard, it was a quick drive to the airport, terminal 2 and after checking in at the business class counter, we zipped through fast track security and headed up to the lounge.
The lounge here is pretty basic. It has a a number of seats and tables. A few choices of packaged salads, sandwiches, yogurt, nuts, pretzels, muffins and such, as well as a few choices of spirits and non spirits for quenching ones thirst. It's a contract lounge for many airlines, so you get what you get and nothing more. We'll look for a bit more in one of the lounges at Munich before hopping into our suites on the Thai 747 to Bangkok for the next 11 hours. Then its a connection to Phuket and we'll be there by tomorrow evening (tomorrow morning if you're back in Vancouver).
We arrived in Munich airport. The flight was short, only 40 minutes but they managed to serve the four of us up front a snack. I wasn't really sure what it was, something in tomato, a meat with pickles and pearl onions and some kind of sauce, as well as a dessert with kiwi in it (it had to be stirred to make it taste like something). Business class on this flight really consisted of 2 seats on a four across seater. You get one and the other one is 'your space'. The attendant sets up the tray on that one so that you are not confined in your chair should you need to get up.
When we landed in Munich we entered the terminal first and then tried to find out where our flight left from and what lounge we could go to. We were on 'C' level so we wandered the hall to the Lufthansa service centre where they told us we would have to go up one level where our departure gate was at H08 but clear passport control first, and then we could use the First Class Lounge there. As our flight was not yet listed on the departure board (we leave at 21h50 and the board only went up to 21h05 so far), we wandered down to the Lufthansa First Class lounge to check with them. They confirmed that we had to go upstairs as well, so off we went.
We got upstairs to join the lines and the 'Rest of the countries' since we were not EU citizens. Then I noticed that there was a separate line for Lufthansa First and Business class passengers so off we went since it was much shorter. We were through in no time, so we headed on over to the Lufthansa First Class lounge on the 'D' level. Unfortunately Lufthansa is very proprietarial when it comes to letting people in their First Class facilities. Only Lufthansa passengers are allowed, no other Star Alliance members First Class passengers need apply. We were sent across the hall to the Lufthansa Senator Lounge and there we saw that First Class was accepted there. There appears to be a distinction here, as business class passengers have their own lounge while Lufthansa's Senator members accept other Star partners First Class passengers.
The lounge is quite large and has an open glass window looking down to the floor below. Lots of seats and places to charge your laptops with free Wi-Fi as well. There was some goulash, German meatloaf (wiener food), and chicken curry for hot food. Also there were a few cold snacks and lots of stuff to drink, both alcoholic and non-alcoholic. I passed on the alcohol as I am waiting for the Dom Perignon on our Thai flight later.
We have a really strange couple sitting next to us. I'm not sure what to make of them, but it is just not normal. I don't think they were a couple other than in the sense that his wife probably does not know about her. When she bends over, her black thong shows clearly throughout he pink spandex she is wearing and she's all over him in very inappropriate ways for a public location. Not that he's any better with his hand feeling her *ss when she has the need to sit beside him and rub up against him. I'm quite glad that they left for their flight now. Of course we only get about 20 minutes here without them before we head out to our flight.
Boarding time was near so we finally headed down to our gate at the far end of terminal 2 in Munich. It looked like a lot of people gathered inside, but of course they were filling a 747 so a lot were expected. I took a picture before boarding and if anyone is interested, we had the first 8 windows at the front of the aircraft for our viewing. Boarding commenced with passengers in First and Business class as well as the Star Gold members. We were about 6th and 7th to board and when we reached the aircraft (after going down 2 escalators and taking the 1st exit for our cabin, we were greeted graciously by the cabin crew. We moved up to our seats and sadly, there had been an aircraft swap (which I have heard happens a lot on this route), and they were not individual suites, rather just individual seats but a mile of legroom to spread out. We each had our own bin for our carry ons. As passengers boarded, we were wondering if anyone else was coming up front as there were 8 empty seats waiting. Slowly 3 singles came in, one who looked like a world traveler, and then just before they closed the door, a family of 4 came in with two young children. And for anyone questioning, they were very well behaved. I did manage to drink 2 glasses of Dom Perignon Vintage 2003 before they closed the doors though.
A little while after takeoff, they came around with some appetizers. I'm not sure what all was in either, but the one that was topped with shrimp was delicious and I had to have some more after I ate the first two. Then it was time to set up for dinner. Out came the massive table for my seat and once all set up, they brought out the caviar and vodka. I passed on the vodka, but had to try the caviar as it was something new for me. They gave me two big spoonfuls and I chose some chopped egg whites, chopped scallion and some kind of sauce to mix them together to help with the saltiness. I think I've found another treat in life that I cannot afford. Both George and I were in heaven. I finished mine off with another glass of champagne and then it was on to the next appetizers, a chicken salad Thai style and sliced roast beef filet. Again, all were delicious and the plate was clean when I was done.
I didn't partake in the regular offerings for main courses as I had pre-ordered Lobster Thermidor for this flight. How many ways can I say heavenly! I love lobster, but I absolutely adore lobster thermidor! Once again, I left nothing on the plate. Dinner was followed by a fruit and cheese offering. I passed on the cheese but had a variety of fresh fruits. By the time dessert rolled around, I had to pass as I was absolutely stuffed. George did try the dessert and said it was wonderful, a pineapple coffee taste with strawberry sauce, but was only able to eat half of it.
Dinner done, it was time to get some shut eye. I had started watching the movie 'John Carter' but fell asleep before it was over. Unfortunately they didn't get to fully make my bed but when I woke up later I was covered in a warm quilt.
We arrived in Munich airport. The flight was short, only 40 minutes but they managed to serve the four of us up front a snack. I wasn't really sure what it was, something in tomato, a meat with pickles and pearl onions and some kind of sauce, as well as a dessert with kiwi in it (it had to be stirred to make it taste like something). Business class on this flight really consisted of 2 seats on a four across seater. You get one and the other one is 'your space'. The attendant sets up the tray on that one so that you are not confined in your chair should you need to get up.
When we landed in Munich we entered the terminal first and then tried to find out where our flight left from and what lounge we could go to. We were on 'C' level so we wandered the hall to the Lufthansa service centre where they told us we would have to go up one level where our departure gate was at H08 but clear passport control first, and then we could use the First Class Lounge there. As our flight was not yet listed on the departure board (we leave at 21h50 and the board only went up to 21h05 so far), we wandered down to the Lufthansa First Class lounge to check with them. They confirmed that we had to go upstairs as well, so off we went.
We got upstairs to join the lines and the 'Rest of the countries' since we were not EU citizens. Then I noticed that there was a separate line for Lufthansa First and Business class passengers so off we went since it was much shorter. We were through in no time, so we headed on over to the Lufthansa First Class lounge on the 'D' level. Unfortunately Lufthansa is very proprietarial when it comes to letting people in their First Class facilities. Only Lufthansa passengers are allowed, no other Star Alliance members First Class passengers need apply. We were sent across the hall to the Lufthansa Senator Lounge and there we saw that First Class was accepted there. There appears to be a distinction here, as business class passengers have their own lounge while Lufthansa's Senator members accept other Star partners First Class passengers.
The lounge is quite large and has an open glass window looking down to the floor below. Lots of seats and places to charge your laptops with free Wi-Fi as well. There was some goulash, German meatloaf (wiener food), and chicken curry for hot food. Also there were a few cold snacks and lots of stuff to drink, both alcoholic and non-alcoholic. I passed on the alcohol as I am waiting for the Dom Perignon on our Thai flight later.
We have a really strange couple sitting next to us. I'm not sure what to make of them, but it is just not normal. I don't think they were a couple other than in the sense that his wife probably does not know about her. When she bends over, her black thong shows clearly throughout he pink spandex she is wearing and she's all over him in very inappropriate ways for a public location. Not that he's any better with his hand feeling her *ss when she has the need to sit beside him and rub up against him. I'm quite glad that they left for their flight now. Of course we only get about 20 minutes here without them before we head out to our flight.
Boarding time was near so we finally headed down to our gate at the far end of terminal 2 in Munich. It looked like a lot of people gathered inside, but of course they were filling a 747 so a lot were expected. I took a picture before boarding and if anyone is interested, we had the first 8 windows at the front of the aircraft for our viewing. Boarding commenced with passengers in First and Business class as well as the Star Gold members. We were about 6th and 7th to board and when we reached the aircraft (after going down 2 escalators and taking the 1st exit for our cabin, we were greeted graciously by the cabin crew. We moved up to our seats and sadly, there had been an aircraft swap (which I have heard happens a lot on this route), and they were not individual suites, rather just individual seats but a mile of legroom to spread out. We each had our own bin for our carry ons. As passengers boarded, we were wondering if anyone else was coming up front as there were 8 empty seats waiting. Slowly 3 singles came in, one who looked like a world traveler, and then just before they closed the door, a family of 4 came in with two young children. And for anyone questioning, they were very well behaved. I did manage to drink 2 glasses of Dom Perignon Vintage 2003 before they closed the doors though.
I didn't partake in the regular offerings for main courses as I had pre-ordered Lobster Thermidor for this flight. How many ways can I say heavenly! I love lobster, but I absolutely adore lobster thermidor! Once again, I left nothing on the plate. Dinner was followed by a fruit and cheese offering. I passed on the cheese but had a variety of fresh fruits. By the time dessert rolled around, I had to pass as I was absolutely stuffed. George did try the dessert and said it was wonderful, a pineapple coffee taste with strawberry sauce, but was only able to eat half of it.
Dinner done, it was time to get some shut eye. I had started watching the movie 'John Carter' but fell asleep before it was over. Unfortunately they didn't get to fully make my bed but when I woke up later I was covered in a warm quilt.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Last Full Day In Prague
Our last full day in Prague and it appears to be overcast and possibly even looks like rain is on the way. Could the weather forecast be wrong and we are finally going to get a break from the heat and humidity?
We planned to catch the noon sailing on the boat cruise from our tour that started yesterday so thought we would get an early start out for breakfast. We headed to our usual stop but they weren't open yet so we decided to head down to Wenceslas Square to see what they had there. It was really quiet on all the streets, few people, and even fewer vehicles moving. We got to the square and didn't really find much open and since we had timed plans we broke down and went to that evil place that I don't like to talk about, so we'll just leave it at that. As we sat down to eat on the patio, a few drops of rain started to spatter on the ground. George thought we might have to go back to the hotel to get a coat but I assured him that the rain would stop soon.
By the time we finished eating, my thoughts proved correct, the rain had stopped. We ended up walking back to the hotel anyway as we had lots of time, and we thought we would pick up a bottle of water we had in the room that we meant to bring with us. We also realized that since the boat starting point was on the other side of the Jewish Quarter, we could catch one of the tour buses we were on yesterday (the line without air conditioning) and ride it over to the other side again, this time possibly getting one with air conditioning! There was a stop on the tour a block or so away, right near the train station we arrived at and will be returning to tomorrow. Also spotted the ugliest doll I have ever seen on the walk back. I think it was once a former gymnast, now shrunken down and preserved forever.
After waiting about 25 minutes a bus came. I guess they were slowed down by all the traffic that seemed to build up since we had breakfast earlier. I was a little worried that the bus would be full and since there were 3 other people waiting there before us, I had said to George that we'll walk along the river if there isn't enough room. Well not only was there plenty of room, but the bus had the best air conditioning I've been in so far this trip. We were more than happy to go around on the green line tour again just to get us to our stop. It is only supposed to take about an hour so we had plenty of time still.
We drove around the castle again and finally reached our stop where the guide pointed out where we should go to catch the boat and what name to look for, the Classic River. Again we still had lots of time, so we wandered around the area for a bit, not going far as by now the heat of the day was starting to set in quite well. There was what looked sort of like a monument by the river, and on it were pictures of the river flooding over the banks 10 years ago. That would have been really high, as the river was down a ways from the road bank. We had to take either a roadway or walkway down just to walk near it.
People started boarding the boat around 11:30 so we hopped on as well and sat down for a drink in the shade before heading upstairs to the rooftop. We met a couple ladies from Manhattan Beach in California and had a really nice visit with them. They had been on a Baltic Cruise and then decided to spend some time in Moscow and Prague before heading back. Their trip was only 15 days and they regaled us with their rush through Heathrow in London and nearly missing their connection because one of them forgot to pull her laptop out of her carry on. She said in the states they don't need to do that and she couldn't understand the customs official when he asked her to. I thought it was the same language, but I have to remember that the British accent was probably confusing. They were heading back the same way, so I wished them better luck on the return.
Once we completed the cruise, we disembarked and waited in
the shade for a few moments while the other groups got themselves up the stairs
and out into their buses or on their walks. I happened to notice a Hop-On,
Hop-Off bus coming and George saw it had the same guide as we had yesterday. So
instead of walking into the downtown area, I suggested we catch the bus if
there was room, as it would take us the two stops much quicker than walking in
the heat.
So now it’s off to bed. Tomorrow will just be a lazy morning before
heading out to the airport after check-in and catching our flights onward. I’ll
try to blog something tomorrow, but may have to wait for any detail until after
we’re settled in Phuket.
We planned to catch the noon sailing on the boat cruise from our tour that started yesterday so thought we would get an early start out for breakfast. We headed to our usual stop but they weren't open yet so we decided to head down to Wenceslas Square to see what they had there. It was really quiet on all the streets, few people, and even fewer vehicles moving. We got to the square and didn't really find much open and since we had timed plans we broke down and went to that evil place that I don't like to talk about, so we'll just leave it at that. As we sat down to eat on the patio, a few drops of rain started to spatter on the ground. George thought we might have to go back to the hotel to get a coat but I assured him that the rain would stop soon.
By the time we finished eating, my thoughts proved correct, the rain had stopped. We ended up walking back to the hotel anyway as we had lots of time, and we thought we would pick up a bottle of water we had in the room that we meant to bring with us. We also realized that since the boat starting point was on the other side of the Jewish Quarter, we could catch one of the tour buses we were on yesterday (the line without air conditioning) and ride it over to the other side again, this time possibly getting one with air conditioning! There was a stop on the tour a block or so away, right near the train station we arrived at and will be returning to tomorrow. Also spotted the ugliest doll I have ever seen on the walk back. I think it was once a former gymnast, now shrunken down and preserved forever.
After waiting about 25 minutes a bus came. I guess they were slowed down by all the traffic that seemed to build up since we had breakfast earlier. I was a little worried that the bus would be full and since there were 3 other people waiting there before us, I had said to George that we'll walk along the river if there isn't enough room. Well not only was there plenty of room, but the bus had the best air conditioning I've been in so far this trip. We were more than happy to go around on the green line tour again just to get us to our stop. It is only supposed to take about an hour so we had plenty of time still.
We drove around the castle again and finally reached our stop where the guide pointed out where we should go to catch the boat and what name to look for, the Classic River. Again we still had lots of time, so we wandered around the area for a bit, not going far as by now the heat of the day was starting to set in quite well. There was what looked sort of like a monument by the river, and on it were pictures of the river flooding over the banks 10 years ago. That would have been really high, as the river was down a ways from the road bank. We had to take either a roadway or walkway down just to walk near it.
People started boarding the boat around 11:30 so we hopped on as well and sat down for a drink in the shade before heading upstairs to the rooftop. We met a couple ladies from Manhattan Beach in California and had a really nice visit with them. They had been on a Baltic Cruise and then decided to spend some time in Moscow and Prague before heading back. Their trip was only 15 days and they regaled us with their rush through Heathrow in London and nearly missing their connection because one of them forgot to pull her laptop out of her carry on. She said in the states they don't need to do that and she couldn't understand the customs official when he asked her to. I thought it was the same language, but I have to remember that the British accent was probably confusing. They were heading back the same way, so I wished them better luck on the return.
We were getting pretty hot sitting under the canopy at the
stern of the boat, and thought we may as well head upstairs where we might
catch a bit of a breeze, plus get a good seat as more people were starting to
arrive for the cruise. We chose a spot to sit down but found no breeze at all,
just the hot sun beating down on us with the humidity making it sticky and
moist out. In the next twenty minutes, the boat would fill up, both on top, in
the rear, and in the dining area below (it also operates as a luncheon and
dinner cruise later). We had a couple from Mumbai sitting with us, their
children at other tables up towards the front.
We slowly got underway, making our way up river to a point
just beyond the Charles Bridge
before heading back. There was no commentary along the way, which I found a
little strange, but then again, when you are dealing with so many languages,
and no permanent seating, I guess its hard to install any sort of headset like
we had in Paris last year. Besides, the guide that was leading our new friends
from Mumbai and their group would walk by on occasion and point out something,
giving a small anecdote about it.
One thing I was glad we got to see was the Prague Metronome high
above the hill in Letna Park. It stands 23 metres tall and represents the
Czechs government swinging between the left and right (communist and
democratic). It replaced the largest statue in the worldof Stalin that once stood there. Most other things we saw on the cruise were places we had walked
past in previous days, so were familiar with them, but were nice to see from a
different angle on the river. We also spotted what looked like a hot air balloon, but it turned out to just be a hot air balloon tied to the ground with seating for 2 at the top. George said a resounding NO when I asked him if he wanted to go up.
We filled up the bus and then made our way downtown to see
if we could find anything more to buy at the New Yorker. George lucked out and
got a few more things. Me, well I didn’t find anything else that appealed to me
at the moment. I also didn’t really want to pack more stuff in my suitcase just
to carry to Phuket and then back home. I’ll wait until we’re in Phuket and
maybe have a little look there.
A little past mid afternoon, we went back to the hotel to do
a little relaxing and internet surfing. It was getting a too warm to walk
around anymore, and there were fewer and fewer shady or cool spots to hide in.
We did stop in Marks and Spencer for a sandwich and found a nice
air-conditioned café up on the 3rd floor. But going back outside in
the 32c weather (40c with humidity), was just too much. Also walked through one of the many surprise malls you encounter in what was probably once a courtyard and saw this interesting piece of hanging art.
Dinner time rolled around and we hadn’t really found a place
earlier to eat at but decided roughly where we would look down another road we
hadn’t been on before. Going back outside was like walking back into the fire.
It was really hot and humid and not a breeze to be found. We made our way to a
street just a block away called Reznickà where we found a couple restaurants,
but nothing that really appealed to us. A little further up we came to a
crossroad called Śkolska so turned down there. Still nothing of interest and we
finally ended up on one of our usual streets for walking to Wenceslas Square.
Here we saw a sign for a restaurant called Restaurace u Českÿch Pánū, a gothic style restaurant set in the cellar
areas amongst the original foundations of a building built in 1348. The food
here was traditional and delicious. I had a potato and mushroom soup (with a
few vegetables at the bottom) followed by another style of goulash with bread
dumpling and lots of ale based
gravy to sop up in the dumplings.
After dinner it was a walk down to Wenceslas Square and a
stop at Starbucks to check out some mugs for a friend and so George could catch
some Wi-Fi time on his iPhone. Then it was back to the hotel for some pre-packing
for tomorrow trip to Phuket, followed by a face time call to our neighbour who
was at our place with Odessa. It was nice to see Odessa playing with Linda, but
I don’t think she understands how it works and that she could actually see us
in the phone.
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