Pampering thyself

It is no secret that I enjoy pampering myself, especially when it comes to travelling. I don’t indulge that much, or at all, in beauty pamperings although many feel that I should. Yet I am not a fan of spas, facials and massages, for whatever or no particular reason at all. Maybe I will change my mind one day, but as of now, pampering defined for me typically goes in terms of material things, like shopping, though it doesn’t seem to factor as highly these days, and enjoyment, such as good food and living it up.

Still on that trip to Seoul, yes, my life is all but about looking back. It isn’t that I don’t have anything to talk about, but my blog is called “Beautiful days”, or as it is translated from belle journees, and I want to keep things here as what the blog is meant to record. Besides, dwelling on the depressive and unhappy things doesn’t serve much purpose other than this becoming a platform to air and articulate my demons within.

Ok, back to the Seoul trip. I wanted to redeem for an air ticket to Seoul, but as usual, due to my spontaneity (read: indecisiveness), by the time I had wanted to make the redemption, all the available economy class tickets were already gone. So I thought of giving myself a treat, also as a means of pre-celebrating my birthday, giving myself all sorts of excuses to make this a real pampering trip. I put in a redemption request for business class tickets, which were eventually confirmed despite that at the onset, one leg of it was being waitlisted. Yay! How long has it been since I last flown in the business class… Sigh. So for a noob like me without many, if any, opportunities these days to fly business, I decided to pop by the lounge and was pleasantly surprised that the lounge was a different one from the Krisflyer Gold lounge. Being the glutton that I am, even if I had a good homecooked dinner before heading to the airport, I still went ahead and grabbed myself some food as supper. Hardly supper fare it would appear.  IMG_9960.JPG

I ought to remind myself that if I were to ever consider redeeming business class tickets again in future, I shouldn’t choose a red-eye flight. Initially, I wanted to make use of the “book the cook” service, but because I’d chosen the red-eye flight it wasn’t possible since I did not want to have the meal service before sleeping (i.e. after take off). For this flight, perhaps because it was not exactly a long one, there was only one meal service, either after take off or before landing. I opted for the latter.

A view that I had missed, because I always preferred aisle seats. I was lucky this time round where the seat next to mine was empty! So I could be seated by the window and not face any difficulties getting in and out. Just as dawn broke, I love how the first beams of the rising sun slices through the darkness of the night sky, seemingly bringing forth a strong ray of hope to the world. IMG_9961.JPG

And so breakfast was served! It came one by one, so pardon the half-eaten bun and fruits.IMG_9958.JPG

The main, which I picked the egg frittata. I can’t remember what the other options were, but there was quite a few to select from. It has also been a long time since I had such a full breakfast that consisted of hot food. Mostly, it would just be a big mixture of breads, yogurts, fruits and cheese. Plus coffee of course. The food wasn’t too bad, and I’m not saying this just because this is business class food. Even in economy, I seldom find the food bad and inedible. I know of many friends who complain about airplane food and how they would never eat anything onboard, choosing instead to have their meals before the flight. Since the food is already included in the ticket price, why not just sit back and enjoy it? Furthermore, I don’t suppose they travel that often to get sick of the food? Probably I just have lower expectations and yardstick of comparison where food is concerned.IMG_9959.JPG

View when the sun had fully risen, the beautiful image of a milky sea of white clouds. To live in this moment is to take in the wonderful picturesque display before my eyes and not think about anything that would cause my brows to furrow. After all, all things will work out as planned, won’t they? 

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