This year I’ve been incredibly lucky (and most uncharacteristic) not to have to ‘partake’ in any economy travel, barring the trip to Saigon back in February with AirAsia. This has largely come about due to some absolutely intense premium class
For years, I’ve steadfastly avoided the plethora of other travel lovers and bloggers flocking to Airbnb. I did this really because in spite of appearances, I don’t take ‘breaks’ that often so when I do, I really need them to
For my stay in Singapore, my original plan was to hit up one of the usual major chains for one night, and do the other night in some kind of cheap boutique hotel and do a sort of compare and
For those of us living in Kuala Lumpur, the journey down to Singapore is nearly something of a rite of passage. I’ve tried every way possible to get between A and B in as pain-free and timely a manner as
Even though I enjoyed British Airways all the way to Dublin from Kuala Lumpur, the return had a small complication. I could either fly out a solid 2 hours earlier with British Airways – which, given the very average flight
Though my experience to date of British Airways hasn’t always been favourable (I won’t link to them, but the posts can still mostly be found – to summarise; drunk racist passenger on one occasion, and staid, old aircraft on the
I often sit back – in the airport lounge, where possible – and wonder to myself, where did it all go wrong for me (or right, depending) in terms of my travel habits that I now openly snort when I
After arriving in Kota Kinabalu (see previous post), we were through immigration and standing landside within about 5 minutes of landing – and cooling down inside our extremely plush car en-route to the Shangri-La’s Rasa Ria Resort a few moments
The challenge of beating the infamous Duc Vuong Hotel in Saigon, my previous lodgings back in 2009 at which I attended a family party from which I still haven’t fully recovered, was always going to be monumental. So, when it
I remember my first very long-haul flight by myself from Paris to Hong Kong – and back, only about 3 days later. On the way over, I found a beautiful four-across row, the stuff of dreams, upon which to lie