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Santiago, Chile - Saturday, 11 April 2015

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Had a good night's sleep and it was nice to wake up naturally and not to an alarm blaring out at 4.30 am.  The bags under my eyes have disappeared.

This is our first time at the Intercontinental Hotel in Santiago and we are in a Club Room on the third floor.  Apparently there are two towers in this hotel and we are in the more exclusive one.  It's quite weird.  There are only three rooms on our floor and they are normal sized rooms, perhaps a bit bigger than normal size, but definitely not a suite of rooms.

The Club Bar is a few steps down the hallway and that is where we had breakfast.  There were no tables and chairs, just lounge chairs and low tables.  There was a very good selection of breakfast food but I asked if I could have a fried egg and the waitress said no, just scrambled or omelette.  When I mentioned this to Jose in the car on the way to the airport, he nearly had a fit.  He said that being in the Executive Tower was more expensive and if I wanted a fried egg, she should have got me one.  He was going to speak to the manager about it because Scenic is planning on giving them more business.

So while we were on the subject of the hotel, I mentioned that the bath had no taps and water nozzle, just a hand held shower thing, which took a long time for the bath to fill up to a reasonable level for a bath.

We rang for a porter as we now have three big check in bags, but one didn't come, so we loaded all our gear into the lift and went down to meet Jose.  We were at the airport in 25 minutes.  The roads are very quiet today as it is Saturday.  Check in, immigration and security were a breeze.

When we boarded we were sitting in the second last row in Premium Economy, enjoying our champagne, and a family came in and sat behind us.  The kids were a bit frisky, as kids are, and one immediately started kicking the back of my seat.  What are the parents doing?  Anyway, the hosties are really good and moved us to the bulk head seats to get away from the kids.  That was really nice because we didn't ask to be moved.  The father felt really bad but the hostie told him that she decided to move us, and that we didn't ask.  Good!


Posted by gaddingabout 23:00 Archived in Chile

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