Sun 16 Oct
By the time my tray was cleared it was time to prepare the cabin for landing. Whitney, Craig and David all made a stop by my seat to thank me for flying with Virgin as well as hear all the feedback I had to offer on the service. This flight was pretty much as flawless as the previous one bar a few small nuances. Oh, and there was the matter of the malfunctioning IFE in my seat during this flight, but since I don't really watch any TV it didn't impact me at all. Besides, I could've used the screen in 4B (or a handful of other seats) if I really wanted to watch TV. The problem was already reported to David before this flight so he was well aware of the issue.
Descent into Sydney with a wonderful view of the harbour
Familiar trampling ground - back into SYD
Touchdown was a little rough but otherwise we were on the ground without a hitch and soon taxiing back to T2 into the nominal gate 40. I thanked David, Craig and Whitney a final time before I was handed back my jacket (in VA cover, of course) and I strided on into the terminal. As soon as I got into the terminal, I made a beeline for the exit and straight to the CityRail station. Thank goodness for the wisdom of CityRail for setting up handy terminals which issue the most common tickets (e.g. single and return to the city stations) and accept credit card for payment, including Amex! With ticket in hand within seconds, I was through the gate and down to the platform with a few minutes to spare - excellent timing!
Not much to say about the ride to Town Hall, which was the closest station to my hotel, Hilton Sydney. Perhaps I should've gotten off at Central and simply walked there, which may have been faster than traversing the city loop. Navigation from Town Hall to the Hilton was simple once I realised I was in the QVB and the hotel was just across the road.
Although my flight was on time and I had timed my arrival at the Hilton quite nicely, there was going to be barely enough time to meet
Alanslegal and guest him into the Executive Lounge with time to enjoy some canapes and free alcohol. Sucks that the Exec Lounge ceases the evening service at 8pm sharp. Check-in was otherwise easy and quick, and the front desk also did well to make the necessary arrangements to account for my Hilton Macquarie Guest Pass (thanks
LW!). Once I had my keys and room allocation in hand, I sent some quick messages to
Alanslegal to make arrangements to meet later at
glass rather than the Executive Lounge.
My Executive Floor room at the Hilton Sydney
You may be wondering why all the pillows. I can never remember which pillows suit me best and the standard pillows do vary in hardness etc. from property to property and even room to room. So I always order some extra pillows to vary the hardness/softness/support that I need, plus if I need to prop up other pillows then that's useful too. Also, not everyone is comfortable sleeping on a pillow with a surface area the size of a small Pacific island nation...at least, not all the time. So no, I was not intending to have a pillow fight, and no I was not planning to build a fort (yes I'm looking at you,
thewinchester :mrgreen
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The Hilton Sydney is perhaps one of the more maligned properties of the group in the Australasian region, besides the Hilton on the Park and occasionally Hilton Auckland. The main complaints of the Executive Rooms are:
- Smaller rooms than most other properties
- Dated furniture
- Paper-thin walls
- Cramped bathroom
- The idea of being able to see a silhoutte of anyone taking a shower from the bedroom proper doesn't appeal to some at all
For me, the Hilton Sydney is a fairly respectable property for the city that it is in. Think of it like New York - rooms are very much typically smaller in New York unless you bend over, and that applies to both cheaper brands as well as luxury brands. And due to the thoroughfare, there's definitely a higher chance that the hardware has been used quite a bit. However, the Hilton Sydney this time at least was a good experience. No odd neighbours meant that paper thin walls weren't a big issue for now. The kettles had been replaced with newer and better ones (the last time I stayed here the kettles were old and the heating element was heavily oxidised). The bathroom was a manageable size for a single like me; perhaps not enough room for a couple using it at the same time, or the discerning female who has a lot to do in the bathroom
. Finally, the Magic system is excellent - just one single point-of-call to service just about any need or request. A big gimmick, I know, but a nice subtle touch for me. And for most part, the staff are great (though most Hiltons in Australasia are good with their staff, save for perhaps Hilton on the Park).
Anyhoo.... quickly unpacked then went down to the Executive Lounge to grab a very quick bite just before the staff were about to take everything off the servery. A few bits and pieces (hot finger foods, finger sandwiches and what not) was washed down with a Sauvignon Blanc just as the staff were taking the plates away.
Alanslegal had arrived so I headed down to meet up with him.
glass is a fantastic bar - sure, the prices reflect the obvious hotel markup, but it's hard to walk into the restaurant and bar and not marvel at the attention to detail, especially the magnificent shelves of wines which stretch right up to the ceiling.
A line up of Champagne, along with one plucky and savvy bartender
Alanslegal and I struck up a nice conversation over a couple of drinks - a nice and relaxed Sunday night (and not too much more, since for
Alanslegal tomorrow was another work day). He stuck to his solid favourite of mojitos, whilst I tried to vary the schedule a bit. First up, I had a glass of dessert wine. The choices on the menu by the glass included a Brokenwood Semillon Sauvignon 2008 from Cowra, an Alain Brumont Petit Manseng 2005 from France and an expensive Chateau Broustet Semillon Sauvignon Sauternes 2005 from France. I asked for an opinion from one of the bartenders, whose face made him look rather too young to be working on a licensed premises! The appearing-young man didn't know these wines, so he asked for help from his more senior sommelier, whose advice eventually had me trying the Brokenwood. A nice number and definitely not too sticky, just as was stated in the tasting notes, but a pleasant one just to sup slowly away at.
My next drink was not actually on the coughtail list, but seeing as it was an IBA coughtail I thought any bartender worth his grain of salt would know how to knock up a Singapore Sling. Indeed, another bartender (not the young-looking one) was more than up to the task.
Singapore Sling
Alanslegal and I didn't go late into the night seeing as he had to get up the next morning for work, so after the second round of drinks I signed off on the bill.
Alanslegal had never been inside the rooms in the Hilton Sydney before so I showed him my room before he headed off. Not long after he left he messaged me again if we wanted to get together for breakfast the next day in the Executive Lounge. Why not?
I wish I could say that I then quickly retired for the night, but alas no. Being a Hilton Gold and getting free internet is definitely one way to get back into work unintentionally. Unfortunately there were a whole swathe of emails to be sent ready for the next day that had to be done, so I put on a pot of green tea and ended up working past the stroke of midnight. Thankfully I tried my hardest not to go far beyond that so I could get some rest in the very comfy Hilton bed.