|Quoting LTBEWR (Reply 15):|
I have long wondered though why the bodyguard didn't make sure the driver was stone sober and safe to drive.
It must be a cold night in hell, we completely agree.
|Quoting LTBEWR (Reply 15):|
I am quite sure they could have stayed at the hotel that night if a driver was difficult to get.
That's twice, in one thread no less.
Off topic but funny none the less. My wife and I visited Paris a few years ago and happened to enter the square where the Ritz is located. When I spotted the hotel I told my wife we should go check it out. We had been out all day and it was a windy one, something like 50mph up at the top of the Eiffel Tower so we were rather wind blown. Jeans and our Continental jackets. She was hesitant at first but I talked her into it. So in we went past the stretch Mercedes and RR
's parked out front. I took notice of the drivers staring at us and the way that no one offered to open the door but in we went. The first stop just inside the door was a jewelry case with items from Tiffany's. Next was a case from another jeweler on the square. We were pretty overwhelmed by the amount of stones in the cases and didn't really notice anything else. Right after that is a hallway to the elevators and at this point a gentleman stepped from behind a pillar and wished us good day and could he help us? I said no, just looking around at which point he said, "No, I don't think so, if you do not have room or are not meeting a guest, it is time for you to leave." My perp vision picked up two men, one on either side of us, not threatening but not going away either. I said OK
, we turned to go back and at that point we both noticed the little cafe off the lobby where a woman in a full ball gown was playing a real live, full size harp. I looked at my wife and she looked at me and we both busted out laughing. We looked like shit and had no business going into that place. I couldn't help myself and so turned to the guy doing the talking and said, "You can bet I'll have a talk with my friend Don Trump when we get home and I'll have you know I've been thrown out of better places than this!" It totally confused the guy and he hesitated as though not sure what to do but my wife started laughing even harder and that blew the moment. He mutter something under his breath in French and with that, the door was held open, for us to leave.
We laughed so hard we had tears coming out of our eyes and to this day when we think of Paris, we both start laughing thinking about being thrown out of the Ritz.
I often wish I'd had the presence of mind when the guy asked me if he could help me to realize what was going down and ask if my friend Henri Paul was working, I'd been out of the country in a remote part of New Guinea for several years and now was back in town and wanted to buy him a drink. I probably would have gotten tossed the hard way though if I had! lol
Warm winds blowing, heating blue skies, and a road that goes forever. I'm going to Texas!