With one final night left in Kuala Lumpur after 7 wonderful years of living and working there, I decided it was only right to finish the time much as I started; with one final luxurious stay at a Shangri-La! Before I
I realise, now writing this many months since June, that I’ve entirely missed the boat in terms of the ‘what was it like travelling in the midst of global lockdown?’ question, but I thought I’d recap it all the same.
If 2019 had been the year for me to attempt to finally revitalize this blog, fill it with tales of adventures and travels; then 2020, as I think we can all now safely agree, has been the year to burn
By now, 2019 is so far behind us and my plan to write up the ‘Spotify Wrapped of my year’ is so out of time, I’m in danger of even falling behind for 2020! If you didn’t catch the first
The last several weeks have given me the ultra-rare opportunity to sample the two competing direct flights between London Heathrow and Kuala Lumpur in Business Class; in both cases completely unexpected. With Malaysia Airlines, I was initially billed to enjoy Oman
After a less than delightful sleep at the Amaranth Suvarnabhumi hotel, it was back to Bangkok’s Suvarnabhumi Airport for my flight on to Europe, via Muscat. I noticed during check-in a bit of a peculiarity, in that the second flight
Between my Royal Jordanian flight into Bangkok, I had about 8 hours exactly before needing to check-in again for my flight onward to Muscat, and then Munich. Bangkok Suvarnabhumi Airport has a Novotel within walking distance, which was really exotically
This year, my Christmas trip back to Europe had to begin (and ultimately end) in Bangkok due to the presence of an outrageously good business class fare with Oman Air, so I had to get a little creative to not spend really any
Finally, 2019 is coming to an end! To round it off, I’ve got a few crazy weeks coming up, where I’ll be flying from KL to Bangkok on Royal Jordanian (probably one of KL’s last unusual fifth freedom flights), then
As I mentioned in my last post, a last-minute decision to hit Port Dickson, a small coastal town about an hour from Kuala Lumpur, meant that my preferred choice of residence, the Thistle, was no longer within any kind of