Bangkok's BEST Kept Secret? 🤫 Four Points by Sheraton Ploenchit Review!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a detailed review – the kind that leaves no stone unturned, no complimentary towel un-fluffed. This isn't some polished travel brochure; this is real. Get ready for some messy, opinionated, and probably grammatically questionable thoughts on a certain… hotel. Let's call it, just for kicks, "The Gilded Gecko" (completely made up, but you get the vibe).
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The Gilded Gecko: My Unfiltered Take
Right, so "The Gilded Gecko." First impressions? Honestly? The lobby was… gold. Like, everything glittered. It was either sheer opulence or a desperate attempt to distract you from the fact that the air conditioning was iffy. Okay, let's get into it.
Accessibility:
- Wheelchair Accessible? They say they are. And maybe, on paper, they are. But navigating the place felt like an Olympic sport. I swear, I saw a poor soul wrestling a wheelchair up the tiny, decorative steps leading to the… well, somewhere. The ramps were steeper than my student loan repayment plan. Grade: C- (Needs a serious accessibility audit, people!)
- On-site accessible restaurants/lounges: At least there's plenty of restaurants to choose from.
- Facilities for disabled guests: Well, based on previous info, maybe, just maybe.
Internet & Tech Stuff:
- Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! Hooray! Until you try to actually use it. Think dial-up, but slower. I spent two hours during a meeting and finally gave up. Grade: D+.
- Internet [LAN]: Nope, and good riddance.
- Internet services: They exist, but are they working? Maybe.
- Wi-Fi in public areas: Marginally better, but still patchy. Trying to upload a photo felt like watching paint dry in slow motion.
- Internet: Yes, but let's not get too excited.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax (or Attempt To):
- Spa: Oh, the spa! Let’s just say I was looking forward to this! This needs its own section.
- The Great Body Scrub Debacle: I opted for a body scrub. I was expecting… bliss. I got… a vigorous exfoliation that felt like a sandblasting session. The therapist, bless her heart, seemed to be trying to remove a layer of skin, not just dead cells. I emerged red, raw, and questioning all my life choices. Grade: F (for Fantastic Failure)
- Pool with a View: The view was stunning. Infinity pool, overlooking something beautiful. However, crowded. The pool was more crowded than Black Friday.
- Sauna: The sauna was decent. It smelled like cedar, which was a plus.
- Steamroom: Same goes as above.
- Massage: This was my saving grace. The massage therapist was excellent! They somehow smoothed away the horrors from my body scrub experience.
- Gym/Fitness: Never had enough time for this.
- Body wrap: I'd had enough.
- Foot bath: Too many people.
Cleanliness & Safety (COVID Era):
- Anti-viral cleaning products: Promising!
- Breakfast takeaway service, Cashless payment service, Daily disinfection in common areas, First aid kit, Hand sanitizer, Hot water linen and laundry washing, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Shared stationery removed, Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment: Looked like a lot of effort. I felt relatively safe, which is saying something these days.
- Doctor/nurse on call: I didn't need one, thank goodness.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking:
- Restaurants: "The Gilded Gecko" has a LOT of restaurants. Almost too many. The options were dizzying.
- Asian cuisine in restaurant: I wasn't impressed.
- Bar: This was my refuge, so the bar was great.
- Breakfast [buffet]: The buffet! A glorious, carb-laden, breakfast. (I mean, when in Rome!)
- Breakfast service: Mostly well done.
- Buffet in restaurant: See above.
- Coffee/tea in restaurant: Some were awful, some were good.
- Coffee shop: There was a coffee shop.
- Desserts in restaurant: Desserts are one of life's great gifts.
- Happy hour: A good range of drinks.
- International cuisine in restaurant: Mostly solid.
- Poolside bar: A godsend. Great for escaping the chaos.
- Room service [24-hour]: Convenient, but the quality varied.
- Snack bar: Good for a quick bite.
- Vegetarian restaurant: Had options, which is always a plus.
- Western breakfast: Yes!
Services and Conveniences:
- Elevator: Bless.
- Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Food delivery, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Safety deposit boxes,: The usual suspects.
- Air conditioning in public area: Needed.
- Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Contactless check-in/out, Convenience store, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Facilities for disabled guests, Gift/souvenir shop, Invoice provided, Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery, On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events, Projector/LED display, Seminars, Shrine, Smoking area, Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center: All available.
For the Kids:
- Family/child friendly: There's a kid's club!
- Babysitting service: Available.
- Kids meal, Kids facilities: Yes, yes, and yes.
Access, Security, and Other Random Bits:
- CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property, Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private], Exterior corridor, Fire extinguisher, Front desk [24-hour], Security [24-hour]: The all-seeing eye is watching.
- Hotel chain: Part of a chain, so you know what you're getting (mostly).
- Non-smoking rooms: Yes!
- Pets allowed unavailable: Good.
- Room decorations: A bit much.
- Smoke alarms: Good!
- Soundproof rooms: Needed, at times.
- Getting around: Car park is free.
Things Available in Rooms:
- Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free]: The usual, plus enough pillows to build a fort.
The Verdict:
"The Gilded Gecko" is a mixed bag. The spa experience was, frankly, traumatic. The Wi-Fi was a joke. But the staff were generally lovely, the pool was beautiful (when you could get in!), and the bar… the bar saved the day. Would I go back? Maybe. But I’d pack my own body scrub and a portable Wi-Fi router. Overall Grade: C+
Escape to Paradise: Korina Gallery Hotel, Ithaki, Greece
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to wade knee-deep into the glorious, chaotic mess that is… a four-day solo trip to the Four Points by Sheraton Bangkok, Ploenchit. And let me tell you, I’m already sweating just thinking about it. (Thanks, Bangkok humidity, you beautiful beast.)
Day 1: Arrival & Bangkok, Baby! (or: Pray for My Sanity, Please)
- Morning (and the inevitable travel delays): Okay, so the trip was supposed to start at 7 AM, but like all the great plans of mice and men, my flight got delayed. Four hours. FOUR HOURS. I spent them mainlining airport coffee (which was surprisingly decent) and trying to mentally prepare for the onslaught of sensory information that is Bangkok. Let's just say my pre-departure meditation session went out the window somewhere over the Suez Canal. Seriously, I'm pretty sure I saw a seagull give me the side-eye.
- Afternoon: The Land of Smiles… and Traffic: Finally, FINALLY, I land. The Bangkok sky is a hazy gold, or maybe it's just smog, I don't even care. The airport chaos is immediate, but hey, I'm surprisingly adept at navigating the sheer madness. I grab a taxi (negotiated the price with fierce determination, I'm telling you!), and we're off. Now, let me tell you about Bangkok traffic… it’s less a flow and more a slow-motion ballet of honking, weaving, and sheer, unadulterated willpower. The driver, bless his heart, was a Zen master, weaving through the gridlock with the effortless grace of a particularly speedy snail.
- Late Afternoon: Check-in & Room Revelations: Arriving at the Four Points feels like a mini air-conditioned nirvana. Check-in was smooth (thank god), and the room… well, it's clean, modern, and has a surprisingly comfy bed. I instantly collapsed onto it and stayed there for approximately 15 solid minutes, trying to remember if I ate. My biggest priority? AC. I cranked it up to arctic levels.
- Evening: Street Food Frenzy & Initial Panic: Right! Time to be brave. And hungry as hell. I venture out into the Ploenchit area, completely overwhelmed by the sights, sounds, and smells. Street food is the name of the game, and I dive in headfirst. Pad Thai (delicious!), mango sticky rice (heavenly!), and a mysterious green drink that might or might not be made of actual vegetables (tasted great, though!). I’m so busy stuffing my face, I didn't even remember to take a single photo. After about an hour of eating and sweating, my inner monologue sounded something like, "Okay, I think I'm in love! Wow, wait, is that a rat? And are those cockroaches? Nope, nope, nope, I'm fine."
Day 2: Temples, Markets & (Possibly) Regret
- Morning: Temple Time: Okay, time to be a cultured traveler. I decide to visit a temple. The Grand Palace… Nah, too touristy. I went to a smaller temple – (I think it was called Wat something or other, I'll get back to you on the exact name). It was beautiful, serene, and filled with the smells of incense and chanting. I’m trying to look respectful, but I'm also simultaneously thinking, "Wow, those golden Buddhas are gorgeous," and "Is that a bug crawling on my leg?" The whole experience was honestly a bit humbling, which I desperately needed given how much I ate the day before.
- Late Morning: Chatuchak Weekend Market (And the Trauma of Bargaining): Okay, the Grand Palace was a no-go, but the Chatuchak Weekend Market? Game on! This place is a beast. A beautiful, chaotic, utterly overwhelming beast. I spend hours wandering through endless stalls, admiring everything from vintage clothes to handcrafted jewelry to… well, I’m not sure what some of it was. The bargaining is real. I tried to negotiate the price of a funky Buddha statue and quickly realized I have the haggling skills of a newborn kitten. I probably overpaid, but hey, I got a cool Buddha.
- Afternoon: Food Court Fiasco & Mild Existential Dread: Okay, so I found myself at the food court again. This time I ate at least three different dishes, and I am now 90% sure that my stomach is going to betray me. The sheer volume of options is enough to send you into a mild panic attack. I sat there surrounded by the sounds of a thousand conversations and a distinct lack of proper English, and I start to feel the weight of being alone. I miss my friends. I miss my dog. I miss the comforting smell of my own home.
- Evening: Rooftop Bar Bliss (and a dose of reality): I decided to treat myself to a rooftop bar experience. I find one with killer views and sip on a fancy cocktail that costs more than my average meal. The skyline is sparkling, the music is low, and for a little while, I feel pretty damn good. But it’s a fleeting thing, this feeling. I’m surrounded by couples and groups of friends, all laughing and enjoying themselves. Then the reality hits me – I'm here, alone, yet again. I wonder if I'm doing it wrong, how do people always find someone to travel with?
Day 3: Massage Madness & Bangkok, Deeper Dive
- Morning: The Greatest Massage of My Life… Until the Next One! (and an apology for the previous day's existential crisis): Okay, Bangkok is practically synonymous with massages, and I was determined to experience the full shebang. I found a traditional Thai massage place and… holy moly. For the next hour, I was contorted, stretched, and generally manhandled in ways I didn’t know were possible. It was intense, it was amazing, and I almost fell asleep. I walked out feeling like a brand-new human. Or at least a human who could finally touch their toes. (I owe my stomach a huge apology for my existential crisis yesterday, by the way. Should have got a massage much sooner).
- Afternoon: River Cruise & Unexpected Reflections I took a longtail boat ride along the Chao Phraya River. This was a great experience. I had seen the skyline, but from the water, it looked different. I felt a sense of calm wash over me. The river is teeming with life, and the temples along the banks look even more majestic.
- Late Afternoon: Hidden Gems and Lost in Translation Adventures: After my river cruise, I decided to get lost. I walked through the side streets, away from the big tourist attractions. I stumbled upon a small art gallery, a local coffee shop, a little shop selling vintage trinkets. I attempt to order a coffee (badly) and get a lot of smiles and a lot of head-scratching from the barista. I end up getting a cold, sugary monstrosity, but hey, it was an adventure.
- Evening: Dinner, Drinks, and the inevitable Solo Feels: I try to find a nice restaurant, I eat a delicious meal but still spend the time alone (again) with my thoughts. I try a local beer at a bar but watch the people around me, and think about traveling with someone, the simple joy of sharing a moment. The loneliness is even more real now.
Day 4: Departure & The Aftermath (and a desperate plea for a massage on the way out!)
- Morning: Last Bites & Last Ditch Efforts: My last morning in paradise (or chaos, depending on how you look at it). I have one last hurrah at a street food stall, stuffing my face with one last mango sticky rice. I tried a quick last-minute foot massage (I could not emphasize enough the importance of foot massages).
- Afternoon: The Journey Back I grab a taxi, traffic, and the same scene as the beginning. Airport, flight, and the journey back home.
- Evening: Home & the Aftermath of the Bangkok Adventure: Back home, with all the memories and a slightly fuller stomach. I'm exhausted, but I also feel a strange sense of accomplishment. I survived! I conquered Bangkok! I'm already daydreaming of coming back and doing it all over again… maybe with a companion next time.
This was an absolute rollercoaster, and I wouldn't trade it for anything! Bangkok, you beautiful, crazy, chaotic, delicious place!
Okay, time to book my next trip!
Unwind in Amber: Poland's Hidden Gem Hotel & Spa Awaits!
1. So, what *is* this whole "FAQ" thing even about? Like, literally, what am I looking at?
Ugh, good question. Honestly? I'm not entirely sure *what* I am. It's supposed to be Frequently Asked Questions, right? But who's *asking* these questions? Am *I* the asker? Am *I* the asked? This is already getting too meta for a Tuesday. Basically, someone (me, apparently) thought it'd be a good idea to pretend to anticipate your burning questions about... something. Let's just call it "life" and move on before I start spiraling. And the "FAQPage" thingy? Don't even get me started. It's probably just some technical jargon the internet gremlins use to judge my worthiness. Speaking of judging, I hope *you're* not judging my lack of structure. I have good intentions, I swear! Okay, maybe not *good*, but... intentions.
2. Okay, okay, I'm rolling with it. But what *specific* topics are we even... you know... *frequently* asking about? Spill the beans!
Alright, alright. So, the *"what is this all about"* question is a solid place to start. Then, we could branch out into "Should I have a pet?", "Can I become a millionaire?", and stuff like that. But let's be real, I'm probably going to end up rambling about the existential dread of grocery shopping or the sheer injustice of lukewarm coffee. The possibilities are ENDLESS. I'm a free spirit, okay? Don't judge my lack of focus! It's a FEATURE, not a bug. I will give more specific answers eventually. Eventually. It’s all very exciting to think about.
3. So, you mentioned "grocery shopping." Is that a good analogy for... well, *gestures vaguely at everything*?
Oh, grocery shopping? PERFECT analogy. Think about it: You wander in, overwhelmed by choices. Aisle after aisle of temptation and potential regret. You grab a cart too big for your actual needs. You spend way too long agonizing over the organic kale versus the regular kale (because, let's be honest, you're *never* going to make kale chips). You inevitably forget *the one* thing you actually need, like, say, the *butter*. And then you get to the checkout line, and it's a total gamble. Will it be a speedy self-checkout triumph, or a chaotic experience involving a screaming toddler and a malfunctioning scanner? It's all a metaphor, baby, a beautiful, messy metaphor for life. And sometimes, you end up buying a bag of chips you don't even *really* want, just because you deserve a little something. And you probably shouldn't have, but you do. That's human, isn't it? Right? Tell me I'm not the only one.
4. Okay, that actually makes a LOT of sense. So, what about "becoming a millionaire"? Can you give me the REAL scoop?
Ugh, the "millionaire" thing. Here's the deal: I have no idea. Literally zero. Unless you have a time machine (which, if you do, please take me back to the 90s, I *beg* you), predicting the future is a fool's errand. But let me give you my take. I'm going to be honest. It seems like most of the folks who ARE millionaires, or at least the ones who are willing to talk about it, either had a boatload of luck, or, they were born into the circumstances where it would be easy to get there. I'm not saying it's *impossible*. I'm just saying, if you're looking for a surefire recipe, I can't help you. And to be honest? I kind of hope it isn't possible. I don't want everyone to be a millionaire, it would make the whole thing pointless. The joy would be gone. The competition wouldn't even be fun. So if you're looking to make money, there's probably something easier than becoming a millionaire.
5. You mentioned "should I get a pet?" Now, that's a loaded question. Lay it on me.
Okay, the pet thing. Oh boy. This is where things get personal. I've had a cat named Mittens. Well, she was *technically* Mitty, because that's what the kids preferred. She was a terror, a fluffy, four-legged ball of chaos. She shredded my furniture, woke me up at 3 AM demanding tuna, and occasionally used the couch as her personal litter box (I still haven't forgiven her). But... and here's the kicker... I loved her *more* than I've loved some actual humans. The unconditional love, the purring, the way she'd curl up on my lap when I was feeling utterly miserable... it got me through some dark times. So, "should you get a pet?" The answer is complicated, and it really comes down to your lifestyle and what you are willing to do for the little (or big) creature once you got it. Are you ready for the responsibility? Are you okay with the hair? The vet bills? The heartbreak when they inevitably leave you? If you can answer yes to those questions, and you can handle a little chaos (and a whole lot of love), then maybe. Just maybe. Prepare yourself. The emotional ride is going to be something else.
6. Alright, you’ve got me hooked (and maybe a little terrified). What about relationships? Any sage advice?
Sage advice? From *me*? HA! I’m still stumbling around in the relationship minefield myself. But, okay, okay, here’s my (unsolicited, entirely unreliable) take. First, communication. They say it's key. So, umm, talk to each other? I know, groundbreaking. Second, don't expect perfection. No one is perfect. And, honestly, perfect is boring. You want someone who will tolerate your quirks, and who you're actually willing to tolerate the quirks of. Third thing? Learn to apologize. And mean it. I've messed that one up *many* times. It's a work in progress, okay? Don't go looking for the perfect relationship. It's probably going to be a mess. And that's okay! Embrace the messiness. That's where the good stuff lives. At least if you're not going through hell. That's less fun.
7. So, back to the "what am I looking at" question. Who *are* you, even?
I'm the person you asked, essentially. I'm not goingStay By City
