Miri Marriott Resort and Spa

Trip Start Feb 23, 2006
Trip End Jun 24, 2009

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Flag of Malaysia  , Sarawak,
Thursday, July 31, 2008

The ultimate in Flashpacking, Miri Marriott Resort & Spa. Whereas I spent the last couple weeks trying to get as close to the locals as I could get. I think this is about as far away from the people of Borneo as I can get. I should probably be carrying a Fodor's Travel Guide instead of the Lonely Planet, but unfortunately I had a Fodor's Australia and it didn't make sense to me. Australia has had a strange impact on me. Ever since I have returned from Australia, nothing including this Marriott seems all that expensive to me anymore. All I needed was an excuse to book a room at the Miri Marriott. I couldn't take the risk that my passport would get lost in the last mile and end up getting shipped back to the States because of an undeliverable address. So here I am.

Gill felt a little strange getting a taxi from the sandfly infested Highlands Guest House and going to the Marriott. I knew we could have taken a bus for much less, but I just didn't feel like it. The bell man had a bit of a strange look on his face when he pulled out 2 backpacks instead of large suitcases, but he soldiered on and put them in the luggage cart and waited for us to check in. It was only 10am, but fortunately, I had requested an early check-in instead of the normal 2pm time. When I mentioned my name at the front desk, there were several nods of recognition from the staff and they said, "Mr. Shues, we have your passport waiting for you in our safe. There is just something special about the service at the Marriott that you gotta love! I remember I walked back into the offices of the Downtown Marriott to talk to the GM and saw my picture on the wall with my last name crossed out and Ray written underneath. Although all the staff at this hotel didn't know me by name, they all greeted us with a smile and a good morning whenever we passed. The bellman got our room number and lead us to our room with our backpacks in tow.

Gill had called first shower a full week earlier while we were traipsing through the jungle and without hesitation climbed into the full power massaging shower head and cooked herself in the luxurious bath. The shower was so hot, she came out sweating. This first real shower in almost 2 years was quite possibly the best shower that I've ever had in my life. I scrubbed off layer after layer of dirt and could feel my pores breathing once again. After lounging around and checking out the room in my bathrobe, it was time to hit the pool and have some lunch. I ordered a half pound burger and Gill got a Rib eye steak sandwich. Both were huge American portions and came with some excellent piping hot fries. There was nothing left to do, but kick back and read my book by the poolside. It was getting on towards Beer O'clock and I was very tempted to swim over to the bar and get a cocktail, but I just couldn't bring myself to pay the 21RM for a small Tiger. So I walked across the street and got a 6 pack for 20RM at the Chinese restaurant and stuffed them in my minibar. Life is Good! The only problem with staying at the Marriott is that internet access costs more than every other hotel I've paid for in Malaysia. And many of those cheaper rooms included free Wifi internet.

C came back from Bario just in time for our last day at the Marriott. She wanted to stay another day, but it really is just stupid money when you consider you can get pretty decent accommodation for 1/10th of the price.
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rcys on

Re: WANT to?
You know you wanted it! Just like a girl to changer her mind after the fact. LOL I was ready to move on as soon as I got my passport back and washed off all the grime of the jungle.

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