Wednesday, December 09, 2009

L'hotel Merdien

I have been a bit absent from my real life. First there was the Paris/India adventure and then there was The Bug - The Bug that Spouse and I both brought home from India. The Bug that lodged itself in our intestines, refused to leave, and wiped us clean of any residual energy. We are wiped. (In more ways that one...)

That Bug also made it difficult to review any of my photos. I felt like barfing every time I looked at 'em. Thanks to the direction of Lars and her Magic Pear Juice Cleanse, I'm free and mostly clear of The Bug. Even went running this morning. Made it nine point five in the balm of two degrees Fahrenheit!

Spouse is still a bit out of sorts but getting better. I had mentioned earlier that I had some regret over the trip. Not now! The Rabid is Recuperated, Rested, and Ready to go back.

Now it's time for more photos. Today you get the hotel. This hotel, named Le Meridien, is the nicest place I've ever stayed. True story. It's full of the nicest people and the poshest of accommodations. Incidentally, Spouse and I, adorned in our ultra cazsh clothing, stood out amongst the dignitaries and business bigwigs who frequent this L'hotel Meridien.


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The Time Zone People.
They tell you what the time is in four places.
Sometimes they cheat and look at the clocks.


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The Security People.
This lovely lady gave me a pat-down and searched my bags daily.


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The Greeter Girls
Job Description: Say hello. Tell the ladies they look pretty.
"Hello Ma'am. You look pretty today Ma'am"


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Metal Detector Derek. Named it Derek. Just now.


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Spouse. Just after hearing a dirty joke.


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The Bed.
Just freshly turned down. With a rug on the floor,
bottled water stocked, a robe and a flower on the pillow.

Oh and chocolates. Turn down service includes chocolates.


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Why is it that the 745 is so much fun to photograph?
Yes, the license plate has been altered.
Someone important prolly owns it and will come after me.


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I like this guy. He has a great face and is always happy.


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Greeter Girl. She wants me to e-mail her this one.
Gotta do that tomorrow.


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Does it seem like the pictures are gold? Too gold perhaps?
It's because the dang place is made of gold. Solid gold.


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Greeter Girls


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Can you spy the Rabid?


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Chandeliers in the lobby. I want a few of these.


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10 comments:

megan said...

love it. a little bit lacking in the "people" category...like...where are all the people that the greeters are greeting???

Lars said...

Since Sparks can move like the chandelier maybe you can just make a mold of her and reconstruct one so she will always be with you.

I like that Spouse de Rabid enjoy a good dirty joke. Good company you keep.

Lars said...

P.S Glad the pear juice cleanse came through for you.

NatTheFatRat said...

LADY. How do you run in the cold like that without losing your toes to frostbite? I must know. I went out yesterday in eight degrees and had to turn back early because my toes had become numb blocks of ice. ASSISTANCE! Wind-proof shoes? Toes of titanium? Whaaaaaaat?

Jessica said...

Lars beat me to the funny. I was going to say "what is Megan doing on that chandelier."

For the record, Megan, you are much cuter than the chandelier.

Sparks said...

You two are depressing me. Right now I have been neglecting my practice so I'm not as bendy.

What a swank place. I want a greeter in my living room telling me I'm pretty.

Winder said...

I need to take you along on all my vacations. Just to take photos for me nothing else. Well, maybe I might let you eat.

rabidrunner said...

Megan would do well in India. They're into yoga and whatnot there. It's a swank place, yes. I took these photos the day we left, Monday I believe. Not a busy day for them. Actually, I doubt that place had many people staying. Come to think of it I didn't see a single "guest" on our floor the whole time we were there.

The people I did see were there on business. Without their spouses. Spouse felt bad for them.

Lars said...

Well Sparks maybe you would be more bendy if you practiced Vanderpool Red Yoga which is a combination of Bikram and well....use your imagination on the other.

rookie cookie said...

I just had a vision of those greeter chicks standing outside my bedroom door each morning. So when I get up, throw on my sweatshirt and leave my room to head to the kitchen to get Van his morning cuppa joe, they will be there. "Good morning ma'am. You look pretty today." It would make 7am so much better.