Seeing double…

I spent one night in KL proper before my daughter arrived from New Zealand…and I stayed at the same hotel where I had always stayed on my last few trips. For one thing, it is the cheapest among the better hotels in the vicinity of Bukit Bintang in KL…and is much better than some of those shady looking ones around.

However, this time around, the room rate had gone up by around RM10 or so…and I was given a much smaller room – one that was slightly bigger than a queen-size bed. The rooms where I used to stay in previously were much bigger and nicer…but since it was only for one night and I was travelling alone, I did not bother to complain.

It is cheaper to book through a travel agency in your town compared to booking online and it is even more expensive for a walk-in guest. It certainly seems that the hotel is extremely popular – I was there on a Friday…and it was full on Saturday and Sunday and while I was waiting for a friend in the lobby, I overheard somebody calling and the receptionist told him or her that there was no room available on Sunday, just one on Monday – and that one was instantly snapped up.

Well, the location is good and you get free breakfast for two even though you are occupying the room alone. Shirleen seems to know me so well that the first thing she asked when she commented the other day was whether I had a double-breakfast again…

I will be honest about it – I most certainly did! I went for the breakfast as I needed the coffee to wake me up in the morning…

…and I had two cups of that.

I was also given a bigger glass of orange juice since I was having the double…

The others were served a smaller glass, kesian… Muahahahaha!!!!

The American breakfast (and also the Malaysian breakfast aka nasi lemak) was priced at RM13.50 on the menu which I thought was extremely pricey and I would not want to go and pay that kind of money to go and eat there. However, since I was getting it free and I had two breakfast vouchers, I requested for two American breakfast on one plate…

But hey! Where were my eggs – bull’s eye or sunny side up? I never asked for an omelette!!!

And I thought they did not give me any ham/bacon/sausages until I discovered the two buried under the toast…

Ah well, as the English proverb says, “Never look at a gift horse in its mouth,” and often has it been said also that the best things in life are free…