Saturday, June 14, 2008

Please stop talking to me when I’m eating


Saturday 14th June
No, really, please.

Maybe it’s just a given that if you’re a female eating by yourself you must feel lonely / uncomfortable /unloved / something bad. And the job of the hotel staff is to make guests feel at ease. And they have always been fairly attentive when I’ve been in a group, so it’s not just me. And I guess they like Australians because of the cricket. And, inexplicably, Shane Warne. But sometimes you just want some Bat‑waiting­‑staff‑repellent.

I ended up back at the resort by 9am, instead of the previously‑advertised midday, and arrived in Cochin by noon. My driver needed to go back to his office (not sure why), and the hotel’s a bit out of the way, so I’ve spent the afternoon showering the boat humidity off, buffet lunching‑and‑multiple‑desserting at my waiting‑staff‑intensive‑leisure, then sorting through photos, getting laundry done, etc. And purchasing some wi-fi time for blogging leisure activities.

Went for a wander to look at the pool (full of kids with adults looking on - I don't think I will get any pool time until I hit Goa), the gym and steam-room (closed for maintenance this weekend), and gift shop (closed down). There was a lot of smoke milling around outside, stifling the doorman. I asked whether there had been a fire, but no, they were simply fumigating the atmosphere around the building to get rid of the bugs, and presumably any pesky doormen. I guess it's a daily preventative measure, they have a couple of open-air restaurants.

Colourful Building Of The Day:



Not its true angle

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