<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div><br/>We arrive and walk through the lobby.  I can feel myself in slow walk mode, taking into account the climate.  We check-in and Jaclyn seems set on a nap—I wonder if it is an addiction, what would be the name for such a condition?  Now on my own, I wink at the desk person—<strong>“I strongly suspect that in a past life my friend may have been a princess.  Did you hear her request?  No? If you would, please have a Cuvée Crève - Coeur on ice  for the arrival of Miss Rosendahl at let us say 7:30.”</strong>Perhaps I’ll sit in the lobby and see if anything of interest might lead to an interesting conversation.  I turn back to the desk,<strong>“I would appreciate having whatever the popular late afternoon beverage is when one sits in the lounge.  Thank you.”</strong>I wander over and find a comfortable chair.  Very nice!<br/>