By that, I mean our stay!
Cyril, the creator of this fascinating abode, takes great pride in ensuring each of his guests is treated like a friend. That is, if one is allowed through the wonderfully waterfalled entrance gate in the first place!
If, however, he’s not keen on you leaving – the floodgates are opened once again to make sure that any getaway is sodden.
We love it here – so we’re hoping for a very damp exit!
This small irritation does nothing but remind its’ clientele of the absolute haven Cyril has created in one of the once, less salubrious suburbs of Kuching.
I’m surprised he let me in!
But very glad he has.
The staff, the easy ambience, even the other guests, (including the ubiquitous loud, bloody annoying, European family!), are marvellously eccentric and seem most at home here.
As I hear the song ‘It’s All Too Beautiful’ playing via Cyrils’s perfectly orchestrated soundtrack, I remember a distant English teacher, Mrs Carter, reminding me not to use too many cliches when writing. So I will only put on record – it’s almost too beautiful.
For reasons I had better not go into whilst blogging. I would not want any reader to be put off their first meal of the day.
Suffice to say there’s a very energetic vibe here – which is probably why we look so knackered in most of the photos!
Maybe there is something in the water – other than the colourful fish in the foot spa!
We have both dipped our toes into this slightly unnerving pool more than once.
The fish, unfortunately, do not seem to have a taste for me.
Breakfast, lunch and dinner! All at one swimming!
I’ve been lucky if the fussy little tiddlers have bothered to fin their way over to my ‘plates of meat’ for just a little ‘cheese and biscuits’, after they’ve feasted, so heartily, on my partner in brine!
I’m taking this as a compliment.
After all, as long as I get nibbled on by something now and then, I’m not bothered about having my own miniature marine harem.
The fish know!