Mumbai's Hidden Gem: Preston Hotel's Unbelievable Luxury!
Mumbai's Hidden Gem: Preston Hotel's Unbelievable Luxury! (Prepare to Be Spoiled Rotten!)
Okay, let's be real. Finding a truly amazing hotel in Mumbai can feel like searching for a decent dosa at 3 AM – a quest filled with hope, disappointment, and eventually, a greasy, satisfying payoff (hopefully!). But Preston Hotel… Preston Hotel is different. This isn't just a hotel; it's a full-blown, unapologetic experience. And trust me, I went in with my skepticism hat firmly on. I mean, "unbelievable luxury"? Yeah, yeah, I've heard it all before. But Preston? Preston actually delivered.
First Impressions (and My Initial Skepticism, Let's Be Honest)
Getting there was easy. Accessibility is a HUGE win. The hotel is conveniently located, and even though Mumbai traffic can be a beast, finding it was a breeze. Bonus points for a free car park [on-site]! I mean, seriously, navigating parking in this city is a sport.
The lobby? Gorgeous. Think sleek lines, soft lighting, and that faint, delightful smell of… success? (Or maybe it was the expensive air freshener, I'm not judging.) But the real test? The rooms. Because let's face it, a fancy lobby doesn't make up for a cramped, musty room.
Rooms That Make You Want to Abandon Your Life (In the Best Way Possible)
My jaw actually dropped when I saw my room. Seriously. I'm not even exaggerating. The non-smoking rooms are spacious, airy, and feature air conditioning that actually WORKS. A miracle! From the plush carpeting underfoot to the blackout curtains (hallelujah for those!), every detail screams comfort. I had a high floor room with a killer view. The bathroom was a sanctuary with a separate shower/bathtub, and even a bathroom phone! Because, why not have a phone in your bathroom?! The bathrobes and slippers? Pure decadence. And the free Wi-Fi [free] throughout the hotel, including in the rooms, so I could catch up on my emails (or, you know, binge-watch Netflix) without any issues. The complimentary tea and coffee/tea maker were a welcome touch, especially with the extra long bed! Seriously, I could’ve brought a date in there. They even have additional toilet, if you are into that. And, as a complete control freak, I adored the in-room safe box. My personal safety!
Ok, let's get a bit more granular. The internet access – wireless in the rooms meant I could work from anywhere, including the most comfortable spots. They also offer internet access – LAN which is awesome when you really need a faster connection. There's even an ironing facilities, if you are in a hurry to present yourself at your meeting. And, for those who like to get a little work done, there is a desk and laptop workspace.
The Safety Stuff (Because Let’s Face It, We’re Living in a Post-Pandemic World)
Now, listen. I am super particular about cleanliness these days. I'm practically a hand sanitizer evangelist. Preston impressed. They had hand sanitizer everywhere. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Yup. Room sanitization opt-out available? Absolutely. I saw staff constantly cleaning, and I even saw them sterilizing equipment. There was physical distancing of at least 1 meter throughout the hotel. They even went the extra mile with individually-wrapped food options. The staff wear their masks appropriately. They also have safe dining setup, and the rooms sanitized between stays. The hotel is, seriously, super safe.
Food, Glorious Food! (And My Waistline's Regret)
Okay, let's talk food. Because for me, a good hotel is all about the eating. And Preston did not disappoint.
Breakfast: The Breakfast [buffet]! Oh. My. God. A feast for the senses. They have a Western breakfast and an Asian breakfast - think everything from perfectly crispy bacon and fluffy pancakes to dosas, idlis, and sambhar that would make my South Indian grandmother weep tears of joy. They also offer breakfast in room and breakfast takeaway service, perfect for those days you just need a little more sleep.
Restaurants: The restaurants themselves are amazing. I had an a la carte in restaurant experience once, there are multiple options. The Asian cuisine in restaurant was top-notch, and the international cuisine in restaurant even better. And the service was exceptional.
Dining & Drinking: The poolside bar is a must-visit. The Happy hour is, well, happy. Plenty of delicious cocktails. There is a coffee shop and the Snack bar.
Room Service: Room service [24-hour] is a dangerous temptation. Especially when you're recovering from a long day. I may or may not have ordered a midnight pizza (don’t judge). And the free bottled water? Always appreciated.
Ways to Relax (aka My Personal Spa Odyssey)
This is where Preston truly shines. They have everything. Seriously, everything.
- The Spa: The Spa is an oasis. I swear, the second I walked in, my shoulders instantly relaxed. I had a massage that was pure bliss. I may have even drifted off to sleep.
- The Pool: The swimming pool [outdoor] is stunning, with a pool with view. I spent a glorious afternoon lounging by the pool, sipping cocktails, and pretending I was a celebrity on vacation.
- More Relaxation: They had a sauna, a steamroom, and even a foot bath! Talk about pampering.
This time to relax was so refreshing.
Other Services (The Stuff That Really Matters)
- Concierge: The concierge was incredibly helpful. I got the best restaurant recommendations.
- Convenience Store: A convenience store on-site is always a lifesaver.
- Dry Cleaning/Laundry Service/Ironing Service: They have anything you may need!
Accessibility and the Small Details
The elevator is easy to use and the whole hotel is, in my opinion, Facilities for disabled guests. There are helpful services for people with mobility problems. They have essential condiments too.
The Imperfections and the Quirks (Because Nothing's Perfect)
Okay, okay, I'm being a bit gushy. There were a couple of minor hiccups. The gym could use a few more treadmills, and the elevator sometimes took a while to get to my floor (but that’s Mumbai, right?). And, oh, the internet, though good, sometimes had a wobble. But honestly? These are minor quibbles.
Why You NEED to Stay at Preston Hotel (The Unedited Truth)
Preston Hotel gets it. They understand that luxury isn’t just about fancy furniture; it’s about creating an experience. It’s about anticipating your needs before you even realize you have them.
- Emotional Reaction (Good): Pure bliss. I felt like I was in a different world, a world where stress melts away and your only concern is whether to order another cocktail.
- Quirky Observation: The staff are ridiculously polite. So polite, that I started feeling slightly guilty for being even mildly demanding.
- Messy Structure: I’m jumping around a bit here, I know. But it's hard to contain my excitement!
- Opinionated Language: This is the best hotel in Mumbai. Period.
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Angsana Quan Lan: Your Dream Ha Long Bay Escape Awaits!
Okay, buckle up, buttercups! This ain't your sanitized travel brochure itinerary. This is… well, it's my attempt to conquer Mumbai and Hotel Preston, and let's just say I'm going in blind. Here's the mess:
Mumbai Mission: Preston Paradise or Pending Disaster? (A Work-in-Progress)
Day 1: Arrival, Altitude Sickness, and a Street Dog's Judgement
- 9:00 AM (Mumbai Time): Land at Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj International Airport. Oh god, the humidity. It's like stepping into a giant, warm, sticky hug. And the noise! A symphony of car horns, street vendors, and the general hum of organized chaos. Already overwhelmed. Did I pack enough deodorant? Probably not.
- 9:30 AM: Pre-booked a car to the hotel. Praise the heavens. Haggling with a taxi driver right now? Absolutely not. My brain is still operating at the speed of molasses.
- 10:30 AM: Arrive at Hotel Preston. It looks… ok. The pictures online were definitely enhanced. Lobby is bustling. Check-in should be easy. (Narrator: It was not.) Apparently, they “don’t have” the room I booked. Great start! They offered me a “better” room. (Narrator: It wasn’t.) It's the size of a shoebox. But hey, at least it has a shoebox. Also, I think I’m starting to get altitude sickness. Or maybe it's the jet lag. Or maybe I'm just a perpetually anxious human being.
- 11:30 AM: Luggage finally in room. The AC is fighting a losing battle against the Mumbai heat. The view? Mostly a brick wall and a cacophony of sounds. I feel like I’m in a pressure cooker.
- 12:00 PM: Attempted a shower. Water pressure equals a hesitant drizzle. Decided to embrace it and save water.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch. The hotel restaurant. Food… edible. Service… slow. I ordered “something spicy.” Regret instantly. My tongue is currently staging a revolt. Is this what hell tastes like?
- 2:00 PM: Decide to explore the neighborhood, despite the fact my brain is still trying to reboot from the flight. Walked a few blocks. Street dogs. SO MANY street dogs. One of them gave me the stink eye. Pretty sure he judged my choice of sandals.
- 3:00 PM - 6:00 PM: Tried to nap but no luck. Too noisy. Too bright. My body is refusing to cooperate. Gave up. Now I'm staring at the blinking fan in my room ceiling.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner at a local restaurant that was recommended (hopefully it will be better than the hotel food)
- 9:00 PM : Back to hotel. Realize I forgot to buy travel adapter. Now I spend next hour ordering food delivery for tomorrow.
Day 2: Colaba Chaos and the Art of Not Getting Ripped Off (Maybe)
- 8:00 AM: Attempt to eat breakfast. It's included, which is great, but it also means it’s… well, breakfast buffet standard. Stare at the mysterious brown substance in a bowl. Decided to pass and stick to the toast and coffee.
- 9:00 AM: Decide to conquer Colaba. I'm already sweating just thinking about it. Grabbed an Uber (fingers crossed it doesn’t get lost in the labyrinth of Mumbai traffic).
- 9:30 AM: Arrive at Colaba Causeway. Oh. My. God. The energy here is incredible. Hawkers yelling, colors exploding everywhere, the air thick with the scent of spices and… something else. Not entirely sure what, but it’s definitely Mumbai.
- 10:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Shopping. Learned the art of the hard bargain (I think). Managed to get a beautiful scarf for way less than the initial asking price. Felt like a seasoned pro, even if I probably still got ripped off slightly.
- 12:00 PM: Found a cute little cafe. Ordered a chai and spent an hour people-watching. The city pulses with life. I love it.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch break by the Gateway of India. It's magnificent. People everywhere. So many selfies! The security is tight, as expected.
- 2:00 PM: Started a tour to Elephanta Island, the tour was a total let down, the boat was uncomfortable and the guide was boring and I spent 2-3 hours there.
- 6:00 PM: Back to Hotel - Realized I've walked 10km. Fell asleep by 8pm.
Day 3: Marine Drive, Dhobi Ghat - And a Moment of (Relative) Calm
- 9:00 AM: Grabbed some street food for breakfast, it was delicious and so cheap, it was so great!
- 10:00 AM: Did a walk to the Marine drive. The sea! The air! The freedom! It's the most beautiful part of Mumbai,
- 11:00 AM: Took a tour to Dhobi Ghat, the world's largest outdoor laundry. It's a sensory overload, colorful and chaotic. The sheer volume of laundry is amazing. So much work being done.
- 1:00 PM: Found a quiet place for lunch. I'm falling in love with this city and I wish I'd come here sooner.
- 2:00 PM: I'm back to my room. I tried to go to sleep but no luck.
- 4:00 PM Dinner at a local restaurant that was recommended (hopefully it will be better than the hotel food)
- 9:00 PM Back to Hotel. Realize I forgot to buy travel adapter. Now I spend next hour ordering food delivery for tomorrow.
Day 4: Departure - Did I Survive? Did I Love It? (The Verdict)
- 8:00 AM: Last breakfast. The same. The familiar. Starting to think I’ll miss this, weirdly.
- 9:00 AM: Packing. I hope I got everything. I've already lost a sock.
- 10:00 AM: Last-minute souvenir shopping. Found a tiny, perfect elephant statue. Sold!
- 11:00 AM: Checkout. Pray the bill isn't too horrifying.
- 11:30 AM: Headed to the airport. The traffic is… well, it's Mumbai traffic. I’ve come to accept it.
- 1:00 PM: Flight. Goodbye, Mumbai! You were loud, chaotic, overwhelming, and utterly captivating.
- 2:00 PM: Flight. Goodbye, Hotel Preston! I kind of liked you, imperfections and all. (Okay, maybe not the shoebox room).
- 5:00 PM: Landed back at home.
Reflections (and Ramblings):
Mumbai, you are a beast. A beautiful, complicated, sometimes frustrating, always fascinating beast. Hotel Preston was… fine. Nothing to write home about, but hey, I survived. I’m leaving with a suitcase full of experiences, a head full of memories, and a lingering aroma of spices. I’ll be back, Mumbai. That’s for sure. Now, where’s that travel adapter…?
Escape to Paradise: Halcyon Hot Springs Resort Awaits in Nakusp, BC
Ugh, I feel…blah. Is this normal? Like, *really* normal?
Oh honey, yes. Blah-ness is basically the human condition. We’re all just navigating this chaotic, beautiful mess of a life. I once spent a whole Tuesday staring at a wall, convinced it was the most fascinating thing on Earth. Don’t ask. Just embrace the blah. It's like a little, self-imposed vacation where you do… nothing. Sometimes that's exactly what the doctor ordered.
The trick is to not *stay* blah forever. Eventually, the wall gets boring. Unless it's a really interesting wall. But yeah, it's totally normal. If you’re *constantly* blah, maybe talk to someone. But a little everyday ennui? You're in good company.
How do I adult? Seriously, I feel like I'm winging it.
Oh, sweet summer child. The secret is…*whispers*…no one knows! We’re all just pretending we know what we’re doing. I swear, I'm 40-something and I still call my mom to ask how to cook rice. (It usually ends up slightly burnt.)
Honestly, "adulting" is about faking it till you make it. Learn to pay your bills (late fees are the devil), figure out how to feed yourself beyond ramen (though, let’s be real, that's a staple), and pretend to have your life somewhat together. Also, invest in a good concealer. It hides a multitude of sins, including those dark circles from all the panicked googling you do at 2 am.
I keep getting ghosted. Am I unlovable? (Cue dramatic music)
Woah there, drama queen! No, you're not unlovable. Ghosting is a symptom of… well, of *them*, not of you. It's cowardly and annoying, and it says more about their inability to communicate than about your inherent worth.
Seriously, I had this guy, right? We went on, like, *five* dates. He was great! Funny, smart, the whole package. Then… *poof*. Vanished. Turns out, he was dating like, five other women. Ugh. *Rolls eyes*. Some people are just… weird. Don't take it personally. Keep swiping (or, you know, meeting people organically, if you're fancy), and eventually, you'll find someone who doesn't vanish into the digital ether like a poorly-programmed video game enemy.
My partner and I fight *all* the time. Is this a sign of doom?
Fighting… is normal. Disagreement? Yeah, that's part of life. Unless you are a boring individual that hates any kind of conflict. Though, the question is *how* you fight. Healthy relationships have arguments, but they also have… well, respect, compromise, and the ability to say, "Hey, I messed up. I'm sorry." (I'm getting better at the "I'm sorry" part, it's been rough!).
If you're constantly yelling, name-calling, or walking away without resolving anything, there's a problem. If it feels like you are trying to win a conflict, it might be time to seek help and advice from a professional. Remember, you're supposed to be on the same team, not in a constant battle. I once watched a couple scream at each other over a TV remote for a solid half hour. Thirty minutes! Thirty! That's not love, folks. That's just annoying.
I hate my job. Should I quit?
Ugh, I *feel* you. I have been there. The soul-sucking dread of going to work is… well, it's soul-sucking. Before you hand in your notice, *think*. Do you have savings? A backup plan? Can you afford to live without a paycheck for a while? (I once impulsively quit a job and lived off of ramen for, like, three months. Not recommended.)
That said, life is too short to be miserable. If your job is actively making you unwell, draining your energy, or making you want to eat your desk, then, *maybe*, it could be time for a change. But PLEASE plan. Seriously. Don’t be me. Learn from my ramen-fueled mistakes.
How do I deal with a horrible boss? (Send help!)
Oh, the dreaded horrible boss. It's an experience I've come across. First, DOCUMENT EVERYTHING. Keep a record of everything they say, do, and how it's impacting you. This is important. This is crucial. I was once accused of something that wasn't my fault, but I managed to prove my innocence with the evidence and, yeah, the boss looked like an idiot, but still, always document.
Next, see what your company's HR policies are. If the behaviour is truly egregious (harassment, discrimination, etc.), use them. Then, figure out your plan for escape. Start looking for a new job. Get out. You can't wait until the situation gets better, and they will try to bury you. It is what it is.
What's the meaning of life? (Deep breath)
HAHAHAHAHA! Oh, sweetie. If I knew that, I'd be on a beach somewhere, sipping a ridiculously expensive cocktail. The answer… is I don’t know, and I don't think anyone truly knows. Maybe there isn’t a single, grand “meaning”. Sometimes, it's just about finding joy in the little things. A good cup of coffee. A really funny meme. A really, really good nap.
Or maybe it's about helping other people. Or creating something. Or maybe it’s just about surviving another day and making it to tomorrow. It really just depends on your mood, moment in the timeline, and what is going on in your life at the second. Just figure out what makes *you* happy, and then do more of that. If that's eating excessive amounts of cheese, then so be it. (I, personally, am a large advocate for cheese.)
