Freaky

I'm in Manila until tomorrow, when I'll head off to Bangkok. Here for a whirlwind of meetings and I hope some time in the evening I'll have time to explore the city, although the husband is worried about me wandering about alone.

I'm staying at a 5-star hotel in Manila, and they've put me on the executive floor where every service is personalised. Everywhere I look in the room, there's a "Welcome to [insert hotel's name], Ms DramaMama". And since I've said I preferred Evian in my room, there's been bottles placed everywhere in the room. Plus, there's the amazing basket of fruits that could feed my kids for a week.

The service is so personalised that the door unlocks itself. I'm not kidding. I am a safety freak when it comes to hotel rooms, and I always bolt my door twice. This trip is no exception. Coming back from a meeting last evening, I locked and bolted my door. This morning when I woke up, it was unlocked and unbolted. I came back from breakfast this morning, locked and bolted my door, I just turned around and again, it's unlocked and unbolted.

It's freaky but I'm not freaked out...yet.