Like many, I’ve always dreamed of owning a chain of lavish hotels and resorts. But without experience or millions in the bank, it seemed unattainable. Yet today I’m living that dream – and you can too with the right approach. I’m an average person developing hotels & resorts in South East Asia. You can be too!

Just a some 15 years ago, I held a regular job. While I loved to travel, the hotel business seemed off limits. The barriers were clear:

– No Background – I had zero experience in hospitality.

– No Funds – My savings could maybe furnish one hotel room.

– No Connections – I didn’t have developer friends throwing deals my way.

But I uncovered an accessible path forward by thinking creatively. Here are the key steps I took:

Partnering Up

I connected with industry veterans who provided the expertise I lacked. Together we formed a hotel investment and management group.

Leveraging Local Knowledge

I did live in Southeast Asia where development costs are lower and tourism is booming. Immersing myself in this market was invaluable.

Seeking Hidden Gems

For our first project, we targeted a dated hotel in an emerging area with redevelopment potential. The location and bones were solid but needed tender love and care!

• The hotel needed extra care and renovations to upgrade it.
• Even though the property was dated and needed work, it had good bones/foundation.
• With some tender loving care put into renovations and improvements, it could shine again.

Creative Financing

We pooled funds from private backers seeking solid returns on renovation projects to fund renovations. Overseas investors can own hotel units through strata title structures.

Maximising Value

By elevating the property’s amenities and style through strategic renovations, we boosted occupancies and rates significantly.

Within just a few years, we’ve developed five thriving hospitality properties across Vietnam, Thailand and Bali. Despite my average background, by embracing partnership opportunities and thinking outside the box, I’m living my wildest hotel ownership dreams.

You don’t need deep pockets or decades of experience to break into this exciting industry. With the right partners, market knowledge, property strategy and financing – your resort empire aspirations can become reality too! The possibilities are waiting – take the first step!

Feel obligation free to contact me to discuss this in more detail!

To Your Success!

Bert Bykes @ Contact

Once upon a time, in a land blessed with natural springs and serene water sources, the enchanting odyssey of a single-use plastic bottle journey began. Water, pure and crisp, was delicately extracted from its pristine origins, destined to quench the thirst of many. But little did this innocent liquid know the extraordinary path it would embark upon.

From the depths of its source, the water was captured and transformed into a humble PET bottle preform. This delicate vessel, filled with potential, set off on a voyage to a distant blow moulding facility. It sailed through roads and highways, eager to fulfill its purpose.

Arriving at the facility, the preform underwent a breathtaking metamorphosis. With a gust of air, it bloomed into a magnificent plastic PET bottle, taking on a shape that was both functional and captivating. Cleansed and polished, the bottle gleamed under the soft light, ready to embrace its destiny.

PET Water Bottles \ Pixabay

A cap, carefully crafted, came into existence to complete this remarkable creation. The bottle and cap danced in perfect harmony, united in their mission to hold the precious water within. As they were married together, the seal was formed, locking away the liquid’s essence until the perfect moment of consumption.

But the journey didn’t end there. The bottle, adorned with its laser-coded identity, was adorned with a vibrant label, telling its story to the world. It joined its companions, wrapped in a tight embrace, their unity ensuring safe travels ahead.

Oh, the adventures they shared! From the towering pallets in the storage facility, they embarked on a truck’s mighty bed, braving the winding roads on their way to a distant supermarket warehouse. Along the way, they paused at bustling petrol stations, catching glimpses of curious travelers who marveled at their colorful presence.

Finally, the warehouse welcomed them, providing shelter and respite. They basked in the cool air, awaiting their turn to be wheeled through the labyrinth of aisles. Oh, the anticipation as the plastic foil was peeled away, revealing their individuality once more.

Transferred onto roll containers, they were wrapped tightly in plastic foil, like gifts prepared for eager recipients. Another truck, with its engine humming, carried them through picturesque landscapes, heading towards the local supermarket. Excitement filled the air as they got near their final destination.

Unloaded from the truck, they found their place in the supermarket’s storage, surrounded by a symphony of enticing goods. The plastic foil was removed, setting them free to shine under the fluorescent lights. The bottles were rearranged, finding their perfect positions on the roll container, ready to capture the attention of passersby.

And so, the moment arrived. People from all walks of life entered the supermarket, eyes sparkling with anticipation. They reached out, taking hold of the bottles, scanning their barcodes with a sense of connection. A simple transaction, a small price to pay for the elixir within.

With each sip, the water danced on their tongues, refreshing and invigorating. The bottle, once full of life, became empty, a vessel fulfilled. Regrettably, some chose to bid farewell to their faithful companion by tossing it into the bin, not knowing the fate that awaited.

Alas, for those bottles that didn’t find their way to recycling, a new chapter unfolded. Over time, the once-proud plastic vessel began to weather, breaking down into smaller fragments under the gentle caress of time. The wind, mischievous and whimsical, carried away the plastic label, releasing it into the world.

As raindrops fell, the label embarked on a separate journey. It traversed landscapes, settling in a nearby bush, where it surrendered to the elements and began its transformation. Piece by piece, the label disintegrated, merging with the soil and becoming one with nature. Rainwater carried remnants of the label into nearby streams, where they embarked on a meandering voyage.

Down the babbling brooks and rushing rivers, the fragments of the label floated, joining a symphony of plastic particles. They danced along the currents, their destiny intertwined with the ebb and flow of aquatic life. A curious fish, mistaking the fragments for a delectable feast, succumbed to their allure.

Alas, the fish’s fate took a tragic turn. The plastic, indigestible and harmful, wreaked havoc within its fragile body. As the fish’s life force waned, its story merged with the vastness of the sea. In its final moments, the fish became a vessel of sorrow, a poignant reminder of the consequences of our actions.

The cycle continued as the fish, now lifeless, dissolved into the ocean’s embrace. But the plastic fragments remained, lingering indefinitely. Time wore on, yet the plastic endured, persisting as a haunting legacy of human consumption and waste.

Meanwhile, the bottle’s journey took a divergent path. Disposed of in a landfill, it joined a chorus of discarded objects, hidden beneath layers of soil. Over the passing decades, the bottle gradually succumbed to the relentless march of time. Its sturdy facade weakened, giving way to the relentless forces of nature.

Plastics Landfill \ Pixabay

Raindrops fell, gently washing away fragments of the bottle, carrying them into the soil. The plastic particles, now mere remnants of their former selves, seeped into the earth, infiltrating groundwater sources. Like insidious whispers, they spread, contaminating the lifeblood of the land.

Streams, their currents guided by unseen forces, embraced the plastic particles, carrying them with unwavering determination. The river, a winding conduit of life, carried the burden of our plastic legacy. Relentlessly, it journeyed to the open arms of the boundless sea.

And there, amidst the vastness of the ocean, the plastic fragments found their eternal abode. Forever suspended, forever entangled in a watery grave. They joined a confounding chorus of marine debris, a testament to our fleeting desires and their everlasting impact.

This is the tale of a single-use plastic bottle, an odyssey fraught with wonder and woe. It reminds us of the choices we make, the consequences we often overlook. Let us strive for a future where our journey with plastic takes a different path, one of responsible choices, mindful consumption, and a world where our actions ensure a brighter, cleaner tomorrow.

Disclaimer: The events depicted in this creative portrayal are fictional and should be viewed as a symbolic narrative to raise awareness about the environmental impact of single-use plastic bottles. And let’s not forget this is the same for plastic cups, plates and so on!

Feel obligation free to contact me to discuss this in more detail!

To Your Succes!

Bert Bykes @ Contact