Ahh, the airline lounge. That hallowed place of the privileged, a place to relax, work, drink and eat, away from the masses of the general terminal. 

I have been a latecomer to the delights of Hong Kong, having only visited the city once as a teenager.

The Garden of Eden is surely Sri Lanka

Apparently, it’s a “thing”. Crying on planes. I thought it was just me.

I consider the cabin of a plane to be a public place. It is not, and never will be, somebody’s bedroom.

The plunge pool is perhaps the greatest asset to top luxury resorts. Everyone loves the privacy is entails, the luxe factor it presents.