Well, last weekend I caught a Thursday afternoon flight to Minneapolis. I was kidnapped directly from the airport to a reception. I was still wearing my hunting stewart PV w/ metal buckles (yes, I got special security treatment) and a short sleeved rugby shirt. Luckily I wore hose and flashes as it was freezing in Minneapolis. Our host was kind enough to have arranged massages, mannicures, drinks and food. In addition to good conversation.

Also one thing I had never done before, an oxygen bar. Complete with lovely ladies.



This guy wanted a picture at the airport so I got one too. Now that's a pint of Guinness



By the end of my travel day I was seeing a little like this. It's not often I can drink 12 y.o. Scotch and get a ride home.



I Promised Cars, here’s a beautiful Rolls Royce Anniversary. One of Three in the USA and one of 36 (I think) in the world. It was purchased at a charity auction and is for sale if anyone is interested. This was my hosts home and collection on day two.





I didn’t win enough at the roulette wheel to get it myself.