tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1274299963162134114.post171689181962943245..comments2023-09-21T22:51:18.869-07:00Comments on Bao-Bao's Blog: Accommodations, Part 7: Regency Park, BangkokUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1274299963162134114.post-20192170436282923372010-10-27T10:41:25.280-07:002010-10-27T10:41:25.280-07:00Thank you for the great story, Mack! I can just s...Thank you for the <i>great</i> story, Mack! I can just see the chaos in that long lobby area. <br /><br />I've also encountered a dead battery in the room safe, but they got it replaced within 15 minutes or so. <br /><br />The "joiners" thing evidently began after my friend had visited friends there in 2004. I like trying new places so it may be a while before I'm back there again, but I'd certainly <i>stay</i> there again.khunbaobaohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15658046085295050474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1274299963162134114.post-20633585703322881082010-10-27T09:45:49.799-07:002010-10-27T09:45:49.799-07:00I've stayed at this hotel a number of times in...I've stayed at this hotel a number of times in the 1990s and my memories distilled by time are now these:<br />1. The rooms were always very comfortable; the writing desk a huge plus.<br />2. The double beds were really two isngle beds side by side, so they were perhaps 2 metres wide.<br />3. Most times, after being shown to my room, I would find a problem with the safe. One time the previous guest had left it locked, another time, the batteries had gone flat... Usually, there was only one person in the whole hotel who knew what to do.<br />3. The breakfasts were tasty, but of limited variety (as you described).<br />4. I never had any trouble with joiners (which was one of the chief reasons I made repeat visits, safes notwithstanding)<br />.<br />But one memory sticks out above all others. This was the hotel that I had to wade to on one occasion. It was raining heavily, in the wet season, and the airport taxi had crawled two hours from Don Muang Airport. At the mouth of Soi 22, it was obvious the soi was awash, but we couldn't see how deep. He bravely tried to drive in, but within 50 metres, water came seeping in beneath the door and he decided he could go no further.<br /><br />What was I to do? So I took off my socks and shoes, rolled up my trouser legs, held my luggage bag over my head and waded knee-deep through brown water with dead rats floating about, for the remaining 100 metres to the front of the hotel. <br /><br />The doorman saw me coming and he waded into the water approaching me to offer help. He slipped on something within the murky, swirling water and went splosh backwards.<br /><br />Water was rushing into the lobby of the hotel; it was utter pandemonium. The computer system was out and there was no way they could check me in. Fortunately, a few employees recognised me from previous visits and they quickly gave me a key, saying, "We'll deal with the paperwork later."ShamelessMacknoreply@blogger.com