Evening all. I'm sitting here in the executive lounge of the Four Seasons in Hong Kong, so for anyone who was worrying terribly (and I know you're out there), rest assured, all is well, you can sleep soundly again.
Our flight over was wonderful - more so for me perhaps than Mrs V, as Tizer wasn't really in the mood for sleeping as much as we'd like. I got a good 6 hours sleep, which was nice. Made it a pain getting a decent kip last night though, what with the 8 hour time difference. You can read my trip report on dear old V-Flyer. Me? Well, I'm luxuriating with a 'free' G & T whilst me good lady puts number one toddler to bed.
The Four Seasons is one stunning bugger of a hotel. We'd arranged to be transfered from the airport with their limo service - we were met off the plane, driven in one of those wonderful golf-cart style buggies to immigration then left to sort things there whilst they went off and collected our luggage for us. We were then whisked into our waiting limo (given warm towels and mineral water by the driver) and 40 minutes later we were at the hotel. A delightful lady welcomed us by name when as we stepped from the limo, then we were taken directly to our harbour view suite (upgraded from deluxe room!).
We never even saw reception - we completed all the paperwork and formalities at the dining table in the suite. Humble as those who know me will tell you I am, we have stayed in some pretty swanky hotels in our time, but this place tops the lot! The suite is colossal (two bathrooms, sir? No problem at all, sir...) and they'd even left complimentary strawberries and champagne for us. Well, it is our honeymoon. Unfortunately, Tizer took a liking for the strawberries so we hardy got a look-in. The only down side is that the Four Seasons go for a very 'beige' theme in their properties, a fact that a designer somewhere really needs to re-think, at least as far as strawberry covered toddlers and fawn scatter cushions are concerned...
We visited Victoria Peak today - it's the big mountain behind the main district of Hong Kong (Photo of jr. and I basking in the December sunshine above). There's a tram that takes you up a 70 degree gradiant with stunning views. We then stopped for lunch at the top - dim sum and noodles. Mrs V and I were, of course, given chopsticks; Tizer was allowed a fork. I was rather envious of her, to be honest. Steamed pork dumplings are a bugger to eat with chopsticks when you know that the waiters are watching you just praying the you'll screw up (I didn't, but more through good luck than good management).
Anyway, I've just had my buzz busted by realising that Mrs V has taken the cigs back down to the suite with her. I was really looking forward to a last fag on the terrace, so to speak. You will have to excuse me whilst I go downstairs to admonish her.
Our flight over was wonderful - more so for me perhaps than Mrs V, as Tizer wasn't really in the mood for sleeping as much as we'd like. I got a good 6 hours sleep, which was nice. Made it a pain getting a decent kip last night though, what with the 8 hour time difference. You can read my trip report on dear old V-Flyer. Me? Well, I'm luxuriating with a 'free' G & T whilst me good lady puts number one toddler to bed.
The Four Seasons is one stunning bugger of a hotel. We'd arranged to be transfered from the airport with their limo service - we were met off the plane, driven in one of those wonderful golf-cart style buggies to immigration then left to sort things there whilst they went off and collected our luggage for us. We were then whisked into our waiting limo (given warm towels and mineral water by the driver) and 40 minutes later we were at the hotel. A delightful lady welcomed us by name when as we stepped from the limo, then we were taken directly to our harbour view suite (upgraded from deluxe room!).
We never even saw reception - we completed all the paperwork and formalities at the dining table in the suite. Humble as those who know me will tell you I am, we have stayed in some pretty swanky hotels in our time, but this place tops the lot! The suite is colossal (two bathrooms, sir? No problem at all, sir...) and they'd even left complimentary strawberries and champagne for us. Well, it is our honeymoon. Unfortunately, Tizer took a liking for the strawberries so we hardy got a look-in. The only down side is that the Four Seasons go for a very 'beige' theme in their properties, a fact that a designer somewhere really needs to re-think, at least as far as strawberry covered toddlers and fawn scatter cushions are concerned...
We visited Victoria Peak today - it's the big mountain behind the main district of Hong Kong (Photo of jr. and I basking in the December sunshine above). There's a tram that takes you up a 70 degree gradiant with stunning views. We then stopped for lunch at the top - dim sum and noodles. Mrs V and I were, of course, given chopsticks; Tizer was allowed a fork. I was rather envious of her, to be honest. Steamed pork dumplings are a bugger to eat with chopsticks when you know that the waiters are watching you just praying the you'll screw up (I didn't, but more through good luck than good management).
Anyway, I've just had my buzz busted by realising that Mrs V has taken the cigs back down to the suite with her. I was really looking forward to a last fag on the terrace, so to speak. You will have to excuse me whilst I go downstairs to admonish her.
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