If someone else is picking up the tab, then I highly recommend staying at Hotel ZaZa.
Luckily, this was the case for me this past weekend as I concerned myself with ordering room service, watching the British Open on a huge flatscreen mounted on the mirrored wall facing the bed, working out, reading, hanging out in their trendy restaurant/bar and lounging by the pool. It was a tough gig.
The main problem was that staying in such places makes me hate my own stuff upon leaving.
My pillows aren't big or soft enough. I need new furniture. And a staff to ensure that when I arrive home at 3 am smelling like a Russian distillery that I can have a burger and ice cream without driving anywhere. The individual ketchup and mustard bottles are imply a "nice to have."
The room was modern and sleek with an atmosphere that made you want to commit deviant acts because they were expected of you. Sometimes, you have to live up to a situation, and let it dictate your actions to a certain degree.
The only problem was a few events where I had to glad-hand a bunch of strangers. To cope with this scenario, I proceeded to pour copious amounts of vodka tonics down my neck until they ran out of tonic at 10:20 pm, which forced me to switch to soda. By that time, however, it could have been mixed with gasoline and I wouldn't have cared too much.
It all seemed like a good idea at the time, however, as I sit here on a Monday morning, I am forced to re-consider a lost weekend full of haze, booze and club sandwiches from room service. My head might feel like an elephant is sitting on it, but when somebody else is picking up the bill there is a moral obligation to push things too far.
That being said, it's easy to explain why I needed a hamburger and caramel ice cream at 3:30 am, but even I could not justify why someone else should pay for me to watch "Candy Stripers in Heat" 3 times in a 24-hour period.
Life is full of missed opportunities.
-BDS
Heaven is... porn & vodka.
Vodka and porn--with the addition of burgers, I'll agree with whatigotsofar.
I feel the same way too when I come home. There is something about having room service at your beck and call that makes my house not quite as interesting.
just wondering why you bothered to mix the vodka with anything?
Wait, that was MY weekend. Yours was fancier.
Sounds to me as if you didn't miss a single opportunity ~ and we know that's what life is for so good for you! :)
WhatIgot - It's hard to argue with that point.
Angel Jr. - You've got to eat, eh? And a good burger would round out a perfect trifecta.
Sarcastic - Exactly. I still like being back at home, but at first, I just feel kind of lame.
Anonymous Boxer - In the summer, I have to mix it with some ice and some kind of chaser as it's more refreshing, but I think it's not half bad in almost any capacity.
Bostonpobble - I tried to max out my account there, and succeeded in many ways. But there's always a next time, and room for improvement. Ha.
sounds like it was great.(good company perks you have). we had the same issue with the hotel bed when we vacationed in San Fran recently. It was THE most comfortable ever.the pillows were perfect. I came home, tried to duplicate it and failed miserably. ended up with a stiff neck. sidenote:somehow porn seems better when watching it in a hotel.
Looks lovely, work related i'm assuming?
I just read your previous post and it answered my own question. Ignore me haha.
Vivavavaoom - I'm glad you warned me as I have in mind to try and emulate that bedroom later this summer. Now, I'm nervous and the porn thing is also very true for reasons I cannot entirely explain.
Miss Ash - You have to read chronologically. Ha. And it actually wasn't my work, which worked out even better for me. Low pressure.
Sounds great to me! Although, I would prefer the soda w/my vodka, then when that ran out..just grab the bottle and start chugging it.
next time feel free to take me along. i need a weekend just like that.
Jlee - It was an open bar all night long with top-shelf liquor. And while I'll drink it with soda, I prefer tonic (although neither is bad,eh?).
Cats - I think it's good for the soul to do something like this on occassion. Not too often, but . . .