Off to London
Our driver picked us up at 3:30 and took us to Boston, where we’re ensconced in the Virgin Airlines upper class club, awaiting our flight to London. The club has been completely redone, no longer shared with Northwest, features a Charcuterie (I’m chomping on antipasto and stuffed grape leaves) of amazing variety, and a uniformed hostess takes your coat and bags and gives you a quick tour of the place. (The Virgin club at Heathrow, which we’ll hit on the way home, is simply the best in the world.)
Another person signed up for the March Million Dollar Consulting® College while we’re here via a phone message, and we’re going to have a very intimate (9) and fascinating group, including two Australians. Typically I get one or two more people in the final weeks (March 22 is the program). We’ll be at the venue that once held the America’s Cup races and now may well do so again!
On tap this week: Training five people in the Master Mentor Program, which officially kicks off March 1, with 22 Master Mentors. Maria and I will host a dinner at Les Trois Garcons, dine at La Gavroche, Helen Duroze, and Scott’s. We’ll see the musical version of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. We’re going to try for a tour of Buckingham Palace, as well as some serious spa work. There’s also my private gambling club where I’ve been a member for 25 years (no kidding, it’s called The Palm Beach Club), and a cigar lounge or two we plan to visit. We’re occupying the Penthouse Suite of The Stafford Hotel. When I told a senior manager there that we usually stayed at The Ritz, about three blocks away, he said, “Congratulations on upgrading, sir.”
This must be my 20th trip to London, the first one in a youth hostel in 1963. I believe I’m moving in the right direction.
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