

Fast forward to 2007, I was privileged to be sent to the Asia Pacific ESOMAR conference to be held in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. I was at the Ninoy Aquino International Airport by 5:15 am, a good three hours before my plane was to take off for Singapore. At this time, the airport wasn’t so crowded yet so checking in had been a breeze. I whispered a silent prayer asking God to bless me with a “good” seatmate – someone who would let me read my book or watch a movie in peace and not engage me in a conversation. God granted my request and I was seated beside a gentleman who didn’t bother me with unwanted conversation and frequent trips to the lavatory (I got the aisle seat).

As soon as the doors where opened, I had to rush out and find my departure gate for Malaysia. I decided to check out the stores on my return flight when I have more time. There was already a long line going into the waiting area for my KL flight. I again whispered a silent prayer that I may be blessed with a quiet seatmate. We boarded after just a few minutes and I thanked God for yet another peaceful flight. As I got out of the plane, I was greeted by a familiar sight – the modern structure of the Kuala Lumpur International Airport.


It was past 3pm when I finally got into my room at the Shangri-La Hotel in Kuala Lumpur. As I always do when I am staying in a hotel, I checked the bathroom first. It was big enough to my liking, has a marbled flooring, with a separate tub and shower. The shower is enclosed in glass and there is a water temperature control knob (Our bathroom at home was actually inspired by a hotel bathroom like this, with a separate tub and shower, though ours has a Jacuzzi instead of the usual tub). The tub is the usual rectangular, all-white ensemble, with a separate faucet and hand-held shower fixtures. As with any five star hotel, the usual bathroom amenities are provided. The shampoo, hair conditioner and body lotion come in lavender scent. There’s a toothbrush, toothpaste, emery board, cotton buds and shower cap. The bath robes are too big for me, but the towels are just the right size - big enough to wrap around my entire body. Next I checked the closet and was delighted to find a personal safe, an ironing board and a flat iron – perfect if my clothes got too wrinkled in the luggage. There were enough hangers for all my clothes, and the personal safe is big enough to put my laptop in. The king-sized bed in all-white linen, soft duvet, and gold bed cover is very comfortable, and smelled of fabric softener. The four pillows are very fluffy and are of the perfect size. As I look at the gigantic bed, I am reminded of the four nights I will spend sleeping here alone, occupying probably just a third of the space, dreaming I am sleeping instead in our slightly smaller queen-sized bed, in the warm embrace of my hubby.

I heard my tummy grumble in protest and I was quickly reminded to check the room service menu. I settled with something familiar – a plate of pasta. As I was waiting for my late lunch, I quickly unpacked and contemplated if I should venture out on my own. I was still undecided when my “lunch” arrived and I quickly devoured half the plate. Once satisfied with my meal, I looked out the window and saw the clear skies and the beautiful sunny weather.


With nothing else planned for the night, I decided to try the traditional Malay massage. Instead of having it at the spa, I asked for the room service. Soon, I was in massage heaven and my skin was slathered in lavender scented oil. As I was enjoying my massage, I couldn’t help but think of my hubby back in Manila. He also loves massages and every Sunday night, the two of us would indulge in an hour-long Swedish massage. Tonight, we didn’t share that experience. Instead, I was alone in a hotel room thousands of miles away. Sigh.
By Tuesday, I still had not ventured out on my own. It had been two room service dinners for me. I was able to “reconnect” with old ACNielsen colleagues and meet other people as well. Myls is a Filipina, connected with Good Thinking, Inc., a Manila-based research agency. I met a couple of others from around Asia Pacific – CC of HBO in Singapore, Sheila of Forward MRS in Australia, Athena of Buena Vista International in Hong Kong, to name a few.





After four nights, I was excited to go back home. I was sharing a cab with CC (a delegate from Buenavista International based in Singapore) to the airport, but before that, we took a quick trip to the KLCC. I decided to buy the small gadget for cleaning contact lenses. I got it for MR99.9 which is roughly Php1,300. Basically, it has a small canister for the contact lenses.The canister is filled with the all-purpose fluid, attached to the battery powered base and then turned on for a 3 minute agitation to cleanse the lenses. After 3 minutes, the contact lenses are ready for use. A small suction tool is used to lift the lens so you can put it on without ever touching it. Pretty cool!!! The canister and suction tool need to be replaced quarterly for hygiene purposes. I bought a year’s worth of supplies. Hopefully by next year, it will be available in the Philippines.
At the Changi Aiport, I had an hour to shop before heading to the boarding gate for my flight to the Philippines. I was able to buy a few chocolate bars and a perfume for my hubby. He loves perfumes and likes new scents each time. He doesn’t buy scents he already tried in the past. Fortunately, new scents are introduced periodically.

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