my 2 friends are staying at Settha Palace hotel where our client is putting them up.
"Built in the early part of the last century, circa 1932, and painstakingly restored to its former imperial glory, the Settha Palace Hotel serves as a testament to the long lost era of classical elegance, gracious service and French colonial charm."
It looks super charming outside. During my last trip, i stood before its grounds imagining that i stood in a batik sarong, my long charcoal black hair flowing down my bare honey-coloured shoulders, while the sweet smell of the frangipani flower tucked behind my ears wafted across to the 'mat salleh' that sat in his crisp white suite decorated with golden buttons sipping his English Breakfast Tea from the verandah of the hotel. He'd take one look at the sweet native Malay girl by the roadside, selling pisang goreng (no less), and fall instantly AND deeply in love with her.With one look, their eyes locked as they gazed deeply into each other's soul as if not an inch separated them. In an instant they knew that their love was doomed, for he was to leave by steamship to mother England the very next day, while her penghulu father would rather die than let his only daugther be stolen away by the English Devil (who are just as bad as the Red Devils!)
but i disgress.
lol... seriously. i went to visit the hotel BECAUSE it was so charming the last time. But i took one step into the lobby and made an immediate U-turn, cos in these romantic daydreams, they always leave out the musty smells of old buildings. Pooi! Not so romantic now huh?
So I refused to stay at Settha Palace Hotel- don't think i can live with the smell! But oh, i checked out my friends room- its quite nice lah! =) in fact the toilet is much more modern than the hotel i'm staying at now. but i still won't stay there..it's the smell lah!...eeks
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