*Be Gorgeous: The Suite Life with Chachy

I've had great weekends but this is absolutely the best so far. I arrived after midnight last friday. Actually, Chach and Eric picked me up from the KL station (Gracia, WTF, 8 ringgit lang ang fare, why daffak did we pay 120 ringgit for the cabbie before?! That's almost 1,6k php difference)

The Suite Living
I think I failed to mention, he transferred to the Westin and he was living in the executive suite. damnit!!!!! even better than the Ascott. And it was right across the Pavilion, probably one of the most posh malls in KL. So the view from his balcony was Gucci, Hermes, Ermenegildo Zegna, Coach, etc..

The view from his balcony

But wait, the room was just the beginning...

Posh Dining
The posh breakfasts (yes the ones Mrs Bancroft ordered), lunches, dinners and after-parties at nearby hotels and clubs added more glam.

My fave was Qbar at the Westin and dinner at Prime at the Le Meridien. Prime is a fine dining steak restau - like the Fireplace. And holy cow! The burger was probably the best I ever tasted. It's so good it should not have qualified as a burger. Chach said it's like steak on a bun. And for 30$ for a burger, it made sense. I had the-best-ever lobster bisque, superbly tender steak and salmon that melts in your mouth.

Ok before I turn into another boring vacation monologue, I'll make the shift na. Well, the only reason I enjoyed this trip is obviously because of my navy boy. Heller. Don't need common sense to get that one.

My the navy boy and the beach girl
I think this is a fantastic combination. He goes to the gym and I go to the pool, read a book and sun bathe. He meets me after for a quick swim and a late lunch. Syet para kong asawa, this is the life. And oh boy, he swims very gracefully, he used to be in the swim team, go figure, he's in the navy. Either way that would've made him my king triton.

The issue about the walk

Yes he still enjoys arguing with me for every little detail, but that only shows that he's smart, witty and is a very wide reader. I still challenge him and we have cute little fights now. He walks fast I mean, he's 6'2", more than a ruler's length taller than me. I've always complained about that (right gracee?!):
Me: Can't you walk slower?
Him: What can I do I have longer legs
Me: Exactly why it's hard to keep up with you.
Him: What did I tell you about whining?
Me: I'm not whining.
Him: Yes you are.
Me: No I'm not.
me.. walks slowly, intentionally...
Him: What is the problem now?
Me: You walking fast doesn't mean I have to also right?
... haha... I win this bout.. he eventually walks slower as he doesn't have any other choice but to wait for me anyway.

But he's sweet and he's a gentleman (when he wants to be). Even more now than before. He opens doors now and pulls chairs for me. Man! He makes me coffee, heats up bagels and runs off to the convenience store to get me chips while I was doing my movie marathon. If that isn't sweet then I dunno what is. I mean, considering that he's a bad-ass boy. And I think it's just cute that he lies on my lap while watching a phillies game in the poolside bar.

and yeah.. the best thing.. he got me a starbucks city mug.. from his trip last september in hawaii :) ahlovet!