The Most Luxurious Airport Lounges in Asia

Kung-fu Hillbilly · Post by **Kung-fu Hillbilly** » Fri Aug 30, 2019 5:13 pm

Cathay Pacific's The Pier First Class Lounge, Hong Kong.Source: Executive Traveller

David Flynn
August 30, 2019,

The best airport lounges have become a five-star escape from the masses:

After gliding down the escalator from the cavernous airport terminal to this cozy haven of a lounge, most travelers peel left to visit the dining room or try their luck requesting a foot massage (bad news, there’s almost always an hours-long waiting list). On long layovers, the private day suites provide a relaxing contemplative space while the sizable shower suites with Aesop amenities leave you feeling not only refreshed but recharged.

There’s also a ramen counter, a champagne bar where the choice between Taittinger and Laurent-Perrier could involve a glass of each, and, as you’d expect, a premium sake selection. Other creature comforts available at the JAL’s flagship first class lounge include a shoe-shine service.

What is arguably Hong Kong's most exclusive restaurant isn't found behind imposing doors at Admiralty or bathed in the bright lights of Kowloon. It's tucked away on the upper level of Hong Kong airport, inside the American Express Centurion Lounge.

“The Private Room”. Even the name has a certain patina of exclusivity. And Singapore Airlines chose that name well, as the only way you'll get into The Private Room is to have a boarding pass for Singapore Airlines' first class suites.

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SternAAlbifrons · Post by **SternAAlbifrons** » Fri Aug 30, 2019 8:02 pm

^^
Hey Hillbilly, when you have long lazy layovers in the Private Room,
Do you stretch out on a sofa? or pass out at the bar??

Kung-fu Hillbilly · Post by **Kung-fu Hillbilly** » Fri Aug 30, 2019 8:21 pm

SternAAlbifrons wrote: ↑Fri Aug 30, 2019 8:02 pm ^^
Hey Hillbilly, when you have long lazy layovers in the Private Room,
Do you stretch out on a sofa? or pass out at the bar??

At night I find the massage chairs, unplug the power cable so my poor ass doesn't set off that goddam beeping noise warning everyone I've sat in the chair without putting any coin into it, and hope security are feeling kind. I can however picture Yong savoring the delights of a Private Room.