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It's 4.30 am. I don't need to be up for another hour, but as is often the case, I'm awake before needs dictate.
I'm off to Bali today, somewhere I ( and many others) never planned to visit.
Mrs GPH decided that as I need to re qualify WP, a J seat on JQ 47 was an ideal way to get some decent SC bang for my Buck.
It will also be my first opportunity to fly in the new Dreamliner .
I decided to do this TR because Bali right now is an interesting place , we have the polarizing execution of two Australians for drug smuggling, mixed messages from the Governments of both countries and still thousands of Singlet and thong wearing west Sydney citizens descending on Kuta for a fun filled week of beer surf and shopping.
So as I lie here contemplating wether I should wear boots and jeans rather than shorts and slip on scuffs to the BNE FLounge, ( thus potentially adding more fuel to the smart casual in the lounge debate ) I wonder why I even agreed to this trip. It's not even like Mrs GPH is along for the ride. No, She and Miss GPH ver 2.1 are living it large in Vietnam.
So here I am, a pre-retiree male ( married) off to the fleshpots of DPS.
What can I expect?
When the opportunity arose to make this trip Mrs GPH ( in house TA ) booked me on an 8 night stay.
I thought this to be an odd number of nights away and wondered just where I would stay.
Being a subscriber to the "luxury escapes" E-newsletter, it wasn't long before an "exotic luxury" getaway promotion arrived on my desk top. Offering $5600.00 in exclusive luxury at La Meridian Jimbaran beach, South of Kuta.
Once one strips away the multiple massages, free drink and fruit bowl, romantic dinner for two, cultural experience, spa treatments and daily breakfast add on's, the actual room rate isn't that much cheaper than the standard. That being said, unless I find someone to join me ( not Mrs GPH's plan I think) the words "for two" mean that all of the above "extras" if only used by one, mean the voucher has only one life. I'm not sure how the romantic dinner for one will play out! .
So it is with mixed feelings that I consider getting up, maybe re packing my case , double checking the first aid kit with optional open heart surgery DIY module. And making more vital decisions like boots vs Walking shoes, and should I take a hat or buy one there? Do they even sell a decent Panama in Bali ? Decisions decisions.
As I type this in the pre dawn darkness of my bedroom, the cacophony of bird calls coming through my open window, my Tripit app has just flashed an alert that JQ 47 is on schedule.
How comforting the digital world has become, no more drive to the airport to discover the flight has been delayed 4 hours and I could have lazed in bed and risen at a sensible hour.
But as many have attested on this forum, an on time JQ flight is a joy to behold.
So with the expectation that all will go smoothly this morning, I will begin my journey. Time to shower and dress. ( I think the walking shoes have won the day here) pack last minute items and lock the case.
Here endeth chapter one.
I'm off to Bali today, somewhere I ( and many others) never planned to visit.
Mrs GPH decided that as I need to re qualify WP, a J seat on JQ 47 was an ideal way to get some decent SC bang for my Buck.
It will also be my first opportunity to fly in the new Dreamliner .
I decided to do this TR because Bali right now is an interesting place , we have the polarizing execution of two Australians for drug smuggling, mixed messages from the Governments of both countries and still thousands of Singlet and thong wearing west Sydney citizens descending on Kuta for a fun filled week of beer surf and shopping.
So as I lie here contemplating wether I should wear boots and jeans rather than shorts and slip on scuffs to the BNE FLounge, ( thus potentially adding more fuel to the smart casual in the lounge debate ) I wonder why I even agreed to this trip. It's not even like Mrs GPH is along for the ride. No, She and Miss GPH ver 2.1 are living it large in Vietnam.
So here I am, a pre-retiree male ( married) off to the fleshpots of DPS.
What can I expect?
When the opportunity arose to make this trip Mrs GPH ( in house TA ) booked me on an 8 night stay.
I thought this to be an odd number of nights away and wondered just where I would stay.
Being a subscriber to the "luxury escapes" E-newsletter, it wasn't long before an "exotic luxury" getaway promotion arrived on my desk top. Offering $5600.00 in exclusive luxury at La Meridian Jimbaran beach, South of Kuta.
Once one strips away the multiple massages, free drink and fruit bowl, romantic dinner for two, cultural experience, spa treatments and daily breakfast add on's, the actual room rate isn't that much cheaper than the standard. That being said, unless I find someone to join me ( not Mrs GPH's plan I think) the words "for two" mean that all of the above "extras" if only used by one, mean the voucher has only one life. I'm not sure how the romantic dinner for one will play out! .
So it is with mixed feelings that I consider getting up, maybe re packing my case , double checking the first aid kit with optional open heart surgery DIY module. And making more vital decisions like boots vs Walking shoes, and should I take a hat or buy one there? Do they even sell a decent Panama in Bali ? Decisions decisions.
As I type this in the pre dawn darkness of my bedroom, the cacophony of bird calls coming through my open window, my Tripit app has just flashed an alert that JQ 47 is on schedule.
How comforting the digital world has become, no more drive to the airport to discover the flight has been delayed 4 hours and I could have lazed in bed and risen at a sensible hour.
But as many have attested on this forum, an on time JQ flight is a joy to behold.
So with the expectation that all will go smoothly this morning, I will begin my journey. Time to shower and dress. ( I think the walking shoes have won the day here) pack last minute items and lock the case.
Here endeth chapter one.
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