I cleared security on the private entrance to the lounge and it took no more than a minute, despite carrying my underwater camera gear with a lot of metal and batteries.
Happy to be on the warm and comfy lounge, I had another double espresso, which was served on a nice transparent mug.
I enjoy the lounge as it is nice and elegantly appointed. It also is (mostly) quiet. There were, however, some loud guests and some annoying people talking on their cell unaware of their volume … I didn’t take many pictures in order not to disturb other guests (three photos below are from my prior visit in April).
Anyway, after the coffee I made my way to the spa as I had scheduled a session. I selected a facial treatment, which involved all sorts of creams and masks, along with a very relaxing shoulder and head massage. Oh so good after a long-haul flight!
Feeling refreshed, I decided to have breakfast, and chose a classic French omelet, which was served with a bread basket. Everything was delicious and restaurant-quality. Along with the omelet I also had jasmine tea, which was served on what I am 100% certain to be the heaviest teapot on earth! I find the waiters are much nicer and engaging at present. Maybe they got more training, as in the past there were some grumpy faces and monosyllabic answers.
I do have a couple of constructive criticisms about the lounge:
1) There is absolutely no proper place to work. I had a few hours to kill and was actually working remote on that first day. I had to occupy a dining table and use the power socket on the ground. Otherwise, I find the couches too uncomfortable to get any work done with a laptop.
2) There isn’t really a good place to take a nap. There are only two lie-flat loungers, but they are not comfortable and, believe or not, apparently there are only two blankets on the lounge, and they were being used by other guests. And the area around the loungers was quite cold.
After a few hours, I took a shower and a few minutes after I returned to the dining area another PA came to get me and drove me to my short hop to London, which was … stressful.