Friday 24 April 2015

Time for myself...

There has been a while since I've writen here. Not that I'haven't been traveling, no, I have quite a lot. But always for work.

If I can remeber, since I last posted here, I've been to Portugal, Angola, France, Switzerland, Colombia, Panama and Monaco. And for that I took 22 different flights. Always working, imagine that.

Well, I'm finally on holidays and right now I'm writing from Bangkok. City of very interesting costumes, to say the least.

I left Luanda 2 days ago and flew to Johannesburg with the SAA (South African Airways). Gladly, they "offered" me a huge discount on a Business class ticket for working where I work. The plane is nice and the crew very available.

It took me three and a half hours to land in South Africa. There I took the hotel shuttle and saw myself sleeping on a 3* hotel near the airport, which shouldn't have more that 2*. Terrible facilities and the worst breakfast (Hotel The Aviator).

The next day, I took the Qatar Airlines' Boeing 787 Dreamliner to Doha. I flew Business Class again (courtesy of Qatar Airlines) which came to be, if I can be honest, the best ever flight I had the pleasure to take....ever. Amazing plane, amazing crew, amazing everything. It was just perfect.

The pit stop was only two hours in Doha. Then I also had the pleasure to flight Business Class to Bangkok, this time on the Airbus A380 from the same airline (also courtesy). The upper deck is magnificent and so is everything else. Despite the fact that I came to enjoy the 787 more, the Business Class of an A380...is always something else.

On both Qatar flights I received a complementary Pyjamas. Nice isn't it?

I got to Bangkok at 13h00 and had a transfer booked to take me to the hotel. I'm staying at the Amari Boulevard right in the city centre. It's all good, but I didn't expect any different from this Asian 4* hotel.

The minute I set foot out of the hotel, after checking in, a taxi driver approached me and convinced me to accept his idea to (at such late hour - 17h30) take a boat ride at the River Banks. So there I went.
I couldn't understand 75% of what the guy tried to say in his lousy English. Still, 30 minutes later there I was alone, with the strange lady captain of an old and typical boat, riding off.
60 minutes of joy, curiosity and beautiful views.