Luxury Malaysian Escape: Imperial Suites at The Floorspace Apartments
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into a review of Luxury Malaysian Escape: Imperial Suites at The Floorspace Apartments. Forget your perfectly polished travel blogs. This is gonna be a real journey, filled with the good, the bad, and the "wait, did that just happen?" moments. Prepare for a review so raw, it’ll practically sizzle…
Getting There (and the First Impression - Accessibility… Let's Be Real)
First things first: accessibility. They claim to be accommodating, but honestly, in Malaysia, it's a mixed bag. The Floorspace Apartments are generally okay, with elevators (essential!), and decent access around the common areas. BUT… and there's always a but… I'd recommend calling ahead if you have any mobility issues. Don't just take their word for it. Verify! The information about wheelchair accessibility on-site restaurants etc. appears to be consistent on the data. Which is nice to see.
The Suite Life (Rooms, Rooms, Glorious Rooms… Did I Mention Free Wi-Fi?)
Okay, let's talk suites. We're talking Imperial Suites, remember? And yes, they were… imperial. Think spaciousness. Think plush. Think… finally having enough room to breathe without bumping into a screaming toddler (a win in my book!).
- What I Loved (So You Don't Have To Guess): The bed. Oh, the bed. Seriously. King-sized cloud of slumber. Had to physically drag myself out of it each morning. The free Wi-Fi in all rooms was also a lifesaver. Actually, no, it was a life saver. Especially when I needed to desperately stream a show to zone out. A true miracle in a world where hotels nickel and dime you for internet access nowadays. The extra-long bed was a blessing, allowing me to stretch out, and I can't miss the blackout curtains—a godsend for a notorious afternoon napper like your truly. The separate shower/bathtub meant I wasn’t forced to shower over the toilet like at that one fleabag hostel. And I adore a coffee/tea maker in the room.
- The Niggles The "view" from my suite? Let's just say it wasn't exactly postcard-worthy. I stared at the back of another building for the duration of my stay. But hey, at least it wasn't a landfill. The noise. While they advertised soundproofing, there were moments. They did exist. It was only for short bursts and not so bad, and a good pair of earplugs always helps.
Cleanliness and Safety – Thank Goodness, Because I'm A Germaphobe (and Scared of COVID)
Okay, the pandemic has made us all a little neurotic. And I appreciate them taking the anti-viral cleaning products and daily disinfection in common areas thing seriously. They even had hand sanitizer stations everywhere, and individually-wrapped food options. My germ-averse heart was happy. They also offer a room sanitization opt-out available, which, considering the world we live in, is something I appreciate. Good to see safe dining setup and staff trained in safety protocol.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking (Food Glorious Food!)
Alright, let's get to the really important stuff: the food. The restaurants were pretty great. The bar was convenient. They have a poolside bar so if you have a craving for some cocktails, you don't need to leave the premises. And they have a coffee shop. I really wasn’t expecting much when I saw "Asian breakfast." I was picturing the usual sad, congealed buffet of lukewarm eggs and questionable sausages. But NO. This was a legit buffet. Think fresh fruit, amazing pastries, and hot, flavorful dishes. I may have eaten my weight in nasi lemak one morning. No regrets. The breakfast [buffet] was amazing. The coffee/tea in restaurant was a necessity. They have desserts in restaurant too. I did not get to try the Vegetarian restaurant.
Things to Do (And How to Relax… Or Try To)
- The Spa This is where I spent a significant chunk of my time. The sauna was heavenly. The steamroom? Pure bliss. And the massage… oh, the massage. I opted for the "Deep Tissue Debacle" and let me tell you, it was exactly what my stressed-out shoulders needed. They also have a spa/sauna so they are obviously serious about spa days. Don't skip the Body scrub! Pure relaxation. I wanted to get the Body wrap, but ran out of time.
- The Gym/Fitness I'm one of those people. The ones who feel guilty about not hitting the gym on vacation. Luckily, they had a pretty decent Gym/fitness center. It was clean, well-equipped, and even had a pool with view, which made the treadmill torture slightly more bearable.
- The Pool The swimming pool [outdoor] was beautiful and provided a much-needed escape from the Kuala Lumpur heat.
- Things to do I tried to go out and see the sights. But I got lost in the mall across the street. Well, that's how I like to relax.
Services and Conveniences – Because Sometimes You Need a Little Help
- The Concierge: Super helpful. They arranged for everything, and did a fantastic job.
- Room Service: I may have utilized the 24-hour room service more than was strictly necessary. Hey, I was on vacation! And the breakfast in room was such a treat.
- Daily Housekeeping: Always a bonus to come back to a clean room.
For the Kids (Because I Saw Some, and They Seemed… Happy)
They had some Kids facilities, so it's definitely Family/child friendly. Babysitting service available in here.
Getting Around (And Avoiding Public Transport – Seriously)
- Car Park [free of charge] was a pleasant surprise in a city like Kuala Lumpur. Parking is usually a nightmare.
- Taxi service was readily available.
The Quirks, the Imperfections, and the Absolutely Human Moments
No place is perfect, and The Floorspace Apartment, even the Imperial Suites, has its quirks:
- The Check-in/out [express], although efficient, felt a little… sterile. Less human connection.
- The elevator could get a bit crowded during peak times. Be prepared to wait.
- I wish the mirror could be bigger!
The Verdict: Is This Your Luxury Malaysian Escape?
Yes. Absolutely, yes. Despite any minor imperfections, The Floorspace Apartments and Imperial Suites are a solid choice for a luxurious stay in Kuala Lumpur. It’s convenient, comfortable, and caters to a wide range of needs.
And Here's My Pitch to You
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Imagine this:
- Waking up in a spacious suite, sunlight streaming through your window that opens, after a blissful night's sleep on a king-sized bed (seriously, the bed!).
- Indulging in a spa day that melts away all your worries, from the sauna to the steamroom to the hands of their expert masseuses.
- Savoring delectable cuisine from the restaurants, fueling you for sightseeing or a day by the pool with a view.
- Exploring Kuala Lumpur with ease, thanks to the airport transfer and convenient location.
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't your sanitized, perfectly-curated travel itinerary. This is REAL LIFE, and it's heading straight for the Imperial Suites @ The Floorspace Apartments 02 in Malaysia. (Wish me luck, I'm going to need it.)
Day 1: Arrival, Delusions of Grandeur, and a Mild Panic Attack
Morning (ish): Touchdown in Kuala Lumpur! Or, at least, that's the plan. Flight was delayed, of course. Because life. First impression of KLIA? Hot. Humid. Smells faintly of something delicious I couldn't quite place. Maybe that's the secret to Malaysia's charm. Airport chaos ensued. Finding a taxi felt like participating in a gladiator battle.
Mid-day: Finally, in a taxi! My driver was playing Bollywood music, which was either a divine blessing or a sign of impending doom, I wasn't sure which. Arrived at The Floorspace Apartments, clutching my luggage like a life raft. The lobby? Pretty swanky, I admit. Imperial Suites… sounds promising. I'm picturing chandeliers and fluffy robes. (Spoiler alert: probably not.)
Afternoon: Unpacked (badly), fumbled with the air conditioning (struggled), and explored the apartment. Okay, it's… clean. Functional. Not exactly Versailles, but hey, four walls and a roof. The view from the window? A concrete jungle. Sigh. Deep breath. Time to conquer the world. Or at least, find some food. I'm STARVING.
Late Afternoon/Evening: First Malaysian meal! Found a street vendor serving noodles. Ordered something I thought I knew how to pronounce. Ended up with something intensely spicy, but also incredibly flavourful. My face was on fire, my eyes were watering, but I couldn't stop eating it. It was heaven. Followed it up with some refreshing, sugary mango smoothie, which probably saved my life. Wandered around a bit, feeling a little overwhelmed by the noise, the smells, the sheer stuff of this city. Almost got lost. Panic attack averted (just barely). Decided to head back to the apartment to regroup and plot. Pretty sure jet lag is already setting in.
Day 2: Temples, Terrible Photos, and the Existential Crisis of a Tourist
Morning: Determined to be culturally enlightened, I decided to visit Batu Caves. The stairs! Oh, the stairs! I swear I saw my life flash before my eyes. Reached the top, panting like a deranged dog, only to be greeted by… thousands of monkeys. Cute, but also highly opportunistic. One came very close to stealing my water bottle. (Trauma!) The cave itself was pretty spectacular, though. The giant golden statue was a sight to behold. Did I take decent pictures? Absolutely not. My camera skills are consistently rubbish.
Afternoon: Explored a local market. The vibrant colours, the smells. The sheer variety of things on offer was almost overwhelming. I bought a questionable durian fruit, just for the experience of it. The smell! Like a gym sock that's been left in the sun for a week. The taste? Uh…I can't say I liked it. It's an acquired taste, and I have no desire to acquire it. Spent the rest of the afternoon wandering around the apartment getting rest watching TV and going back to sleep.
Late Afternoon: The existential question…why am I here? What am I doing with my life? Does it have any meaning? Took a long shower. The water pressure sucked. Concluded that I needed a stronger coffee and a plan for dinner.
Evening: Found a restaurant. Tried to order "chicken rice" but I think I may have messed up the language again.. I made a new friend there, she was so very helpful and nice and it was so great to be able to sit down and talk with someone, and it made me want to get out more.
Day 3: Lost in Translation, Lost in the Moment (and, Actually, Just Lost)
Morning: Woke up feeling like I’d been run over by a bus. Maybe that spicy noodle incident came back to haunt me. Decided on a leisurely walk around the area, only to immediately get hopelessly lost. Google Maps was no help. Just a lot of rotating blue dots and a growing sense of despair. Wandered down a street, unsure of where I was.
Mid-day: Found my way to a small cafe and ordered a coffee. The coffee was strong, which was exactly what I needed. Spent an hour people-watching, and somehow all my problems seemed to melt away.
Afternoon: Another attempt at sightseeing! This time, I decided to visit the Petronas Towers. The line stretched forever. I spent almost two hours just baking in the sun. The view from the top, however, was amazing. So much concrete, but also so much to see. Took another terrible photo, this time with a person accidentally in it.
Late Afternoon: Found a little park. Sat on a bench and watched the world go by. Decided that sometimes, just being is enough.
Evening: Ubered to a local restaurant. There was so much more.
Day 4: Departure, Reflections, and the Sweet Taste of Home
Morning: Packed my bags (this time, with a little more skill). Checked out of the Imperial Suites. Said goodbye. Felt a pang of sadness at the thought of leaving. But also, a sense of relief. This trip has been a whirlwind.
Mid-day: At the airport. Still waiting for my flight. Reflecting on the last few days. I didn't conquer the world, but I did survive. I saw some amazing things. Ate some questionable things. Got lost more times than I care to admit.
Afternoon: Flight delayed again. This time, I don't even care. Just want to get home, crash in my bed, and eat a normal, non-spicy meal.
Evening: Finally, back home. Exhausted, slightly sunburned, and smelling faintly of durian. But also, changed. A little bit wiser. And definitely in need of a long shower. (And maybe a therapist).
So, there you have it. The messy, honest, and absolutely human itinerary of my stay at Imperial Suites @ The Floorspace Apartments 02. Malaysia. Would I do it again? Absolutely. Would I prepare better? Maybe. Would I take better photos? Probably not. But that's part of the fun, right?
Indonesian Paradise: Your Private Pool Villa Awaits (V416)
Okay, spill the beans: Is the Imperial Suites at The Floorspace *actually* luxurious, or is it just fancy-sounding marketing fluff?
Alright, alright, settle down, gold diggers... err, I mean, prospective luxury lovers! Look, I'm not gonna lie. I went in expecting "Instagram-worthy" and came out... well, let's just say it was a mixed bag. The pictures? Yeah, they're stunning. Think sleek lines, vast spaces, and that whole "minimalist chic" thing. The reality? Well, my first impression? "Wow, this place is... big." Like, seriously cavernous. My partner, bless her heart, kept getting lost. Twice. In the living room. We're talking about a room bigger than my *entire* first apartment.
The furnishings? Mostly legit. Plush sofas you could sink into, a dining table fit for a small army (perfect for ordering in tons of Malaysian food, just sayin'). But... I gotta be honest, I did spot a slightly wonky picture frame. Like, tilted. And a tiny, almost imperceptible stain on the otherwise gloriously white rug. It's the little things, right? Ultimately, yes, luxurious, mostly. But not *flawless*. And honestly? That made it feel more...real. Less like a sterile museum, more like a place you could, you know, *live*. Messily.
What's the deal with the location? Is it actually convenient or just pretending to be?
Convenient...ish. Let me frame it this way: if you're expecting to roll out of bed and be *right* on the beach...nope. You're not. You're in a city. A bustling, vibrant, amazing city... but a city nonetheless. The location is definitely good, though. We had easy access to public transport - the MRT was a lifesaver, especially after a few too many cocktails at that swanky rooftop bar (more on that later, it was *epic*).
And the food scene? Oh. My. Goodness. Literally every kind of deliciousness you could imagine. We stumbled upon this little hawker stall, just a short walk away, that did the most amazing Char Kway Teow. Like, seriously, I'm dreaming about it right now. (See? Told you this would be messy!). So, convenient for food, convenient for getting around... yeah, generally convenient. But bring your walking shoes and maybe a map. Or, you know, just embrace the delightful chaos and get delightfully lost. It's part of the fun!
The suites look enormous! How are the bedrooms? Because a cramped, luxurious place is just... sad.
Oh, the bedrooms! Yes, finally, a solid win, a place where I can finally find bliss! They're huge, people, *huge*! We went to sleep in the room, and I felt like I was sleeping in a castle with a king-sized bed. I had to yell to communicate with my partner, hahaha. The bed was so comfortable, like sleeping on a cloud, all fluffy in a comfortable way.
And the bathroom! The best, the best, the best. The shower. So big. I could have thrown a party in there if I wanted to (not that I'd ever do that, of course...). The only problem? I didn't want to leave. I spent like an hour in that shower the first morning, just luxuriating in the rainfall. Seriously, people, the bedrooms are a triumph. Embrace the space! You won't regret it.
Okay, so the *amenities*... what are the must-haves, and what’s just a gimmick? Tell me the *truth*!
Alright, confession time. Before I was offered the trip, I was all excited about the swimming pool! I pictured endless lounging, sunbathing, the whole shebang. The reality? Gorgeous pool, but... it was a bit crowded sometimes. I guess everyone else had the same idea. It didn't ruin it, though. Definitely a must-have.
The gym? Actually pretty decent. I say that as someone who *hates* gyms, but I needed to work off all that amazing food (see, food again! I'm obsessed!). The air conditioning was blasting, which was heaven.
The "gourmet kitchen" in the suite? A bit of a gimmick for us. We attempted to make coffee one morning, and ended up just ordering room service. We were just a mess in there. Seriously, how does anyone cook on holiday? But hey, at least it *looked* good. So: Pool - yes. Gym - surprisingly good. Kitchen - maybe skip it and embrace the Malaysian culinary magic!
The service – is it actually attentive, or the usual ‘smile-and-ignore’ routine?
Service... hmmm. It was good. Really good, actually. But not in a "robotic perfection" kind of way. More in a "genuinely helpful and friendly" way. The staff were all incredibly polite and helpful, always ready with a smile and a recommendation. They didn't hover, which I appreciated. But they were *there* when you needed them.
One night, we locked ourselves out of the suite (don't ask). I panicked, naturally. My partner remained strangely calm. Anyway, within minutes, someone was there, unlocking the door. Crisis averted! (And I’m still mortified. I swear I’m usually more together than that.) They're also amazingly efficient with the housekeeping. Every day the place sparkled. But it didn't feel sterile, you know? They clearly cared. So, yeah, the service? Top marks, my friends, top marks.
What does the 'Imperial' part *actually* get you? Is it just a fancy name?
Okay, let's get to the heart of the matter: does paying extra for the Imperial Suite feel worth it? I've been mulling this over and I think the answer is a resounding… *maybe*. You're paying for the space, the design, the extra little touches (like the welcome fruit basket and the ridiculously fluffy robes – which I may or may not have attempted to sneak home).
It was definitely an experience. It’s an upgrade, and it allows you to feel like a King or Queen(for a few days). It's the kind of place where you actually *want* to stay in sometimes. I'm not saying it's cheap, by any stretch of the imagination. But if you're looking for a special getaway, a little bit of 'treat yourself' indulgence, and you don't mind spending a bit more? Go for it. Seriously. You'll probably have a blast. I know I did.
