Review: Sheraton Imperial Kuala Lumpur

Stayed here prior to the CSQA exam. Here’s the review and it is highly rated to Must-Go.

“Thanks for staying with us and come back soon.”

I received that note after my checkout. It makes me feel valuable.

I reserved a room through phone reservation for a month before my stay on 7-Dec-11. I don’t have a credit card, so the hotel can only hold the booking only up till 4pm on 7-Dec. The person gave me a 6 digit booking number, and she didn’t request any more information from there, and my mistake for not asking.

One day before my travel, I feel like I need to reconfirm, so I called up the hotel. The reservation personnel told me that they have 9 digits of reservation number, and that mine is incomplete. So he requested for my name. Initially he searched around and couldn’t find the reservation made. It started to tick me off considering that this is the peak season and it’s impossible to get a last minute booking. Luckily he finally found it, and was very helpful about the situation.

On the day, I reached just before 3pm. The reception counter was only occupied by 1 person attending to it, and about 3 of the personnels at the concierge counter – which I think is inappropriate considering there’s a line forming at the check-in. I checked in with no issue, and the person attending is of great service. I requested for help with the baggage from my car in the basement, but the personnel said that I need to bring the bags up to the lobby for the bell boy to pick up – I find this weird since we needed assistance from the car. If we can manage to bring them up to the lobby, I guess might as well we just bring them up ourselves.

While attending to my luggage, silly me stopped at the wrong floor searching for the lobby, but there is a helpful personnel that was very friendly who assisted me to the correct location (although I actually know).

My room was at the 30th floor, facing KL tower – I’ve no issue since the room itself although it’s just a deluxe room, took my breath away. The welcome note with my name on it when I switched on the TV makes me feel welcomed. Points worth notifying:
- full-stock fridge with lots of complimentary mineral water bottles (even inside the bathroom),
- a walk-in closet
- great bathroom with all the amenities (loved the fact that they have hose at the toilet)
- non-slippery bathroom material when it’s wet (important since I came with an elder and is a danger if it’s slippery)
- ionizer inside the room to ward of bad odors
- exquisite linen with Sheraton watermark and of course very comfortable bed.
- a sturdy study table with good table lamp.
- ordered breakfast through the breakfast order card, and the food came with a foldable table. ordered omelettes and it is placed inside the oven-like fixture under the table.

There was an issue with the TV set – the red light on the TV keeps blinking and there’s nothing showing on screen. We called in for help, and the assistance came soon after – the technician just restarted the TV and have no idea what happened, but anyway, it was resolved.

My comments:
- it would be of great help if the hotel clearly make visible of items such as instructions on operating the air-conditioner (it’s not as simple as turning the temp up and down), phone extensions
- remember the breakfast I ordered? well, it took us quite some time to realize that the omelette that we ordered are hidden in the oven beneath. a little clue would help a lot next time .
- the breakfast order card was placed inside the drawer of the side table. if we hadn’t explored every nook and crannies of the room, maybe we wouldn’t find it

We stayed for only 1 night though, but I guess my reviews reflect as if I stayed for weeks! Last one..

The check out was a breeze. However, I was a bit disappointed with the personnel who was attending to the elevators. He saw us carrying bags which were terribly heavy while we were going from lobby to the basement, but he just looked at us and didn’t offer any help. A little courtesy will be greatly appreciated.

All in all, I will definitely come back to explore more especially the Mandara Spa. Enjoy the pics!

 

WhatWe’reGoodAt

I have just completed the CSQA exam. It was not bad although I hate to say I liked answering the question, it’s weird. I took the CISA exam some time early this year which I have less experience of, and failed hehe. Proven – I’m built for this QA industry and not IS audits. It seems… “lighter”. .

 

 

 

 

LiveAndLife

We live by choices. Be it the choices we made ourselves, or choices of others, or those choices that leave us no options, and pushed us to the side.

Growing up, my decisions are not always accepted by my family. I requested to go to the best school after UPSR when I came up north, but the guardian at that time wouldn’t allow for the reason it’s far and troublesome for him to fetch me to school. Fine.

Having received my PMR results, I requested to go to boarding schools, since I was dying to experience staying in school with my friends and studied together. It must be something like every day sleepovers. I got hold of the application form to the guardian, and he just put the papers aside, and continue with his ciggy, saying that my uncle in Terengganu doesn’t allow me to go to those schools. He was cold, and I couldn’t ask further. Fine.

And so I proceed studying in the same school until I received the SPM. I wanted so much to go for aeronautical engineering (yes, funny since I am scared of flying, but that was back then). I even slap the vows I took during one of the motivation course in school to my bedroom wall, visualizing me attaining the degree from UTM (I never aim for overseas colleges since they cost a fortune). Or at least, I could ask for chemical engineering or something related to chemist since I love chemistry. As expected, the resistance once again, and now it came from my uncle in Terengganu. He asked me practice law in UIA, and this is the thing that I couldn’t stand. I loathe public speaking, and I hate reading thick, dusty books. Little did I know, the profession I withhold soon after got me reading and digesting processes of many standards. Back to the story, I tried to counteract this by applying for computer engineering, but I chose his suggested college, UIA. I never regretted studying there though. It is by far the best college I’ve been (not that I’ve been to many, anyway ). I got the lecture, that computer stuff move very fast, and by the time you’re out of college, there won’t be much job left. He might be wrong since the IT world improves greatly over the years, and they require process improvement people to help them. But it was never what I wanted. And so I am left with that decision that change the whole course of my life.

From that event, I started to think that I may not need other people to decide for me. So I live my life in KL under my decisions, and hell I’ve chosen my path badly, that the consequences still last till now. I moved back up north after I’ve done quite a damage to my life, whereby my beloved auntie who takes care of me and my sister now has already warned me about my choices and the consequences. From there on, I started to rethink on my capability in making choices.

And so now the challenge arise again. For me to push out for postgrad and for me to buy a house. And not any house. A house in Alor Setar, preferably near to the house we’re staying now. God knows the price of those property nowadays. And God knows how much I will need to deduct from my salary just to keep other people happy. I don’t think that would leave me to any other options.

*haha wish me luck! *

 

Foot

Humiliation is worst than the pain of sprained ankle. Naseb baek xde org sgt tadi. Damn you wedges.

 

CycleAway

Selling for rm580. An OTO brand. Any takers? Hehe.

 

HahaEnuffSaid

 

DigThis

That’s Miang Kham. A dish I just discovered from Siam Express restaurant in Perda. It took multiple waiter calls for us to even get the name of the dish, and several more to get what the ingredients are. Excitedly, I found the recipe on the net, that very night.

Let me walk you thru. The leaves are called daun kaduk as Malays called it. It looks more like betel leaves, but milder in taste. You will need to slap the sweet sauce on the leave, and take a little bit of everything there: ginger, peanuts, chilli, dried shrimp, dried coconut flesh, lime, and wrap the leave, just like how our grandmas would eat their sirih. It’s not bitter at all, and the taste is just awesome.

Siam Express has this for rm 10.90. Serve as a great appetiser. Just make sure you chill on the main course later. This entree may make you feel that you had enough of Thai food and would want to order only this . Yes. It is that good!

I’ve yet to try, but you can find the recipe here: http://www.ifood.tv/recipe/miang_kam.

Till later

 

OwhMy…

2 days of weekend went by just like that. Books left unread, but can’t say foods left untouched . Mati kang kalau x makan hehe. Speaking of which, we just had curry puffs made by my cousin. Failed to fry them nicely to make them look more appetizing, but alas, the taste beats the looks . Owh the cousin sells them frozen too .

 

Wow

Can you imagine it has been TWO years since I last have the words to weave and the strength to write (or type in this context) in this avenue? It even took me exactly 7 minutes to come up with this first para. I was basically typing, rubbing my eyes, wanders off the mind, then type again. Errgghhh!!

I was practically lazy – part of being lazy to type although there are a LOT to pour, and part from thinking of the disgustingly cheesy stuff I have written in this blog years back. I myself would be the contributing numbers to the blog stats, since I do read them once in a while, just to annoy myself when I can’t find someone or something that’s annoying.

For the past years, I can’t say that I have achieved much in life, but moving back up north may be the wisest decision I have taken so far. I’ve seen my friends and where they have gone to all these while (bless facebook for that). I’ve seen the look of joy on their faces, and I have heard of their sorrows. Nothing that can beat the selflessness we had during college days. To my friends, I wish for us the best of the world .

Just a not-so-smart entry before i head off to bed. It’s totally pointless (except for the wish). Sleep tight.. *yawwwnnn*

P/S: see.. It took me 8 hours to just publish this entry from draft last night

 

PokerFace

must a tragedy happen before actions taken?