Late late late Saturday night (28-August)
Getting from Point A to Point B seems like such a simple goal… But put three flights, a few hundred passengers, multiple security checks, and miles and miles of endless walking through monstrously large yet strangely empty terminals… and it is never an easy goal to achieve. As always, it all seems worth it when I arrive at the Ashok. My 2am arrival was a reunion with old friends. Lobo was manning the front door, Balu wasn’t far behind him in coming outside to welcome me, and Roshan had everything ready at the front desk. The ‘princess treatment’ would surely go to my head quickly! Balu had taken special care to hand-pick my room (upper floor, with balcony, overlooking pool, near elevator… he knows my preferences) and had verified everything was perfect. These guys – I swear, I would be IMPOSSIBLE if I lived over here…