From California to and : I have searched far and wide for the nirvana of spas. But you just can’t beat Thailand right now. My hope is to find joy through balance.
So for my trip, I have devised a full programme of biohacking, boxing and Buddhist blessings. And after speeding through Bangkok’s landscape as I sat in the back of the hotel’s blacked-out Merc – following a 15-hour flight – the orderly calm of the Mandarin Oriental is already working its magic on me. Entering the capital’s grandest lobby produces the same effect as being straightened out by an osteo-path: you walk a little taller.
In the hall overflowing with orchids, concealed lighting makes the brilliant white marble gleam, while an array of chandeliers blaze above a mirror- smooth floor. Listen to the music as you glide across. It can’t help but conjure up Cristobal Tapia de Veer’s tropical electric dance music soundtrack from .
Of course, Thailand is back in the spotlight as the setting for the third season of Mike White’s hit show, which will chronicle its cast of characters’ quest for change. I know the feeling. And so here I am.
It’s early but I don’t need to look at my watch to tell the time, as I can see the Chao Phraya River brushed with the burnished glow of daybreak. Unable to sleep, I could easily laze on the 500-thread-count sheets in this MO bedroom, listen to more synthy mood-music, gaze at that view and think: ‘Why can’t jetlag always feel this good?’ But no, I must ac.
