Nee & LV in Hong Kong
LV at Champs Elysees, Paris (We haven't blogged about this yet!)
And now, LV in Melbourne.
I hope this handbag-frenzy thing will not turn into something more dangerous like stamp collecting for nerds. Ok, maybe forget what I just said. This blog post is beginning to sound wierd.
Wait a minute. It's going to get even wierder, cos the next place that we dropped by (after Longrain) was the 10 or 20-star Sofitel hotel.
NEE: Unfortunately, we were too early and their restaurant which had an excellent view of Melbourne was still doing dinner so they refused to serve drinks only. (HINT TO GREG): Maybe we'll do dinner there next time and wait for sunset & night fall. I would think it would be quite romantic.
GREG: Drinks aside, we were actually looking for something else which would not be the usual hotel's main attraction, but I guess in this particular case, it can be. This is the ultimate dream toilet for all flashers.
When you're in a male toilet like this, you'd better keep your mouth shut & don't say things like 'I like the view here!'
NEE: We ended in the Martini Bar at Eastin Hotel along Swanston St, at the Corner of Little Collin St.
It has a nice fire place and a long stretch of library. So you can have a drink of Martini, grab a book and have a quite evening with a partner or just sit around for a chit chat.
The ambience was really relaxing and soothing after a heavy meal.
As Roger's sister, we have not been living together under the same roof since 2000 after my graduation. We see each other on average once a year for one month or so when he comes home or when we visited.