In the middle of our Malacca adventure (MALACCA'S FOOD FIESTA), we got this wild idea to switch hotels. No, nothing was wrong with our current digs, but the explorer in us just had to see what else was out there. So off we went, strutting down Jonker Street, popping into hotels and homestays like we were on some kind of luxurious treasure hunt. Spoiler alert: none of them clicked with us.
After looping around Jonker Street and finding nothing that screamed 'home away from home, I had a lightbulb moment. "Why not Casa Del Rio?" I suggested. The place had a fancy ring to it, but my wallet groaned at the thought. Still, curiosity won, and we waltzed into Casa Del Rio, inquiring about the rates. After a quick huddle, we took the plunge and booked a "Deluxe Lago/River Side Room." Two single beds? No problem. We threw in an extra bed, and guess who volunteered for the floor? Yep, that’s me.
With our new reservation in hand, we trooped back to our old hotel, grabbed our car, and zoomed over to Casa Del Rio’s basement parking. The moment we hit the lobby, the staff swooped in to help with our bags. While waiting for our room key, we lounged by the pool, savoring mango lime sorbet and hot towels. Oh, the decadence! We grinned at each other, feeling like we'd just stepped into a fairy tale, with imaginary angels waving from the skies. Talk about pure, unadulterated bliss!
The Deluxe Lago/River Side Room? Oh, it's a marvel alright! Imagine rustic, woody decor giving off mini palace vibes. The bathroom alone could double as a medium-sized room, packed to the brim with every toiletry you could dream of. Rubber ducky for your long baths? Check. Bath salts and cinnamon soap? Absolutely! There's even a spacious, enclosed shower area with a wooden window artistically opening up to the bedroom. Stunning doesn't even begin to cover it.
Seriously, I think you'd agree that this
bathroom is fit for a royal slumber. Weeeee!!! And get this, you can saunter
into the bathroom from the narrow aisle just past the main door, where there's
ample space for your belongings and a mini pantry waiting for you.
In the main room, two single beds decked out with thick, fluffy, feathery mattresses take center stage. Across from them, on a cupboard shelf against the wall, there's a weather forecast note, a tiny cute covered container of Ondeh Ondeh Melaka, and the "Tiga Lima" little book.. To top it all off, light romantic music streams from the sound system. Mamma mia.
By 1 AM, Melaka had settled into a pin-drop silence. My imagination started running wild. What if, out of nowhere, Hang Tuah, Hang Jebat, or Hang Kasturi appeared, keris in hand, battling it out in front of me? Creepy, right? Ooooo!!! I bolted back inside, ensuring the sliding door was securely locked. Thankfully, Hang Tuah didn’t decide to join me for a slumber party. Not that I could sleep much anyway. With thoughts of Hang Tuah flashing in my mind, I barely got more than a cat nap.
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