Belly dancing, a bottle of 12 years old scotch and an Indian pub.

For a certain company function, I went to a prestigiuos hotel, the Le Meridien hotel in KL Sentral and got a taste of all these three things.

The hotel was spectacular but unfortunately I was put in a less expensive hotel (Armada Hotel) for my 2 days stay. Still, I was able to luxuriate in some of the facilities of the hotel during the meeting, and so far this is my favourite hotel in KL.

We were given a complimentary room ( reward of my product manager's philosophy to 'squeeze until the last drop'), for pre-function meetings use. Whoo...I'm still drooling over the huge and delicious Hitachi LCD TV and the rediculous-looking-but-damn-comfortable chairs in the meeting room.

All meeting rooms were equiped with an LCD screen on the entrance preprogrammed with the schedule of use of that particular room. A colleague was also impressed with the hotspot accessibility in the hotel. "Fast, very fast, wah, first time like this, broadbandlah!", remarked this colleague of mine in excitement.

The real show of the day was probably dinner where we indulged ourself in Lebanese food in the Al Nafourah Restaurant, where we were also entertained with ahem...let me catch my breath....belly dancing! Aww....!

But ceh! Nothing much la. Just a fat lady prancing around looking for victims to embarass. Yes. Guests who are eating are subject to being chosen to embarass themself/entertain others by dancing with the middle eastern lady. So now you got 2 overweight people doing the mating dance (people who can afford to eat here are overweight). Yukk. Appetite killer.

After dinner, there was another round of gathering in a customer's room, where there were lots of drinking and laughing and dirty jokes and politics. This is where the 12 years old scotch which I can't remember the name came in. Dhevass or something which sounds similar, not Chivas though. After gotten ourself half drunk, we decided to go to an Indian pub in Brickfield which was just 1 km away, so we decided to walk there. Now just imagine a bunch of half drunk men (10 of us) walking on the streets goofing around, laughing so loud we're lucky we didn't get arrested for disturbance of peace or something. Hell, wat the fuk am I talking about, it's Brickfield!

Now, there are 2 things I notice in Indian pubs:

1)They are frequented by males mainly (ratio of male to female, 15:1). Probably a heaven for getting away from the nagging wife??

2)Loud singing!! All the latest and not so latest indian pop songs. No club music, trance whatsoever, just good old Indian pop.

Got shock of my life when getting out of the hotel carpark in Le Meridien and told parking cost RM44!! Luckily bossess are staying in the hotel so asked them for their room no. and got free parking. (Yea, they stay Meridien, we stay Armada. Bah!) Still have to pay RM5 though.

Got back at Armada finally at 3am. Fully prepared for the hangover the next day.