Ambassador Milwaukee

... I managed to spill half a chocolate martini on Beth, perhaps because the mix was off -- who knows. We made the most of it but decided to leave when the rather loud band arrived. We called our trusty Ambassador Hotel shuttle and retired for the ...

After picking up Beth at the Wilmette train station we began our weekend jaunt to Milwaukee.  I knew I had found a good woman when she arrive with travel snacks including beef jerky! We arrived at the Ambassador ...

... (I'm consciously choosing to ignore the 45-minute delay at the tool booth) where we checked in to the Ambassador Hotel.  Beth had made the arrangement based on her membership in a historical preservation society.  I was ...

... in Bratislava, many of the members are the high level staff of the American embassy; we were not in church with the new ambassador (the former one has gone home to get Bush elected--good riddance!) because he was out boar hunting, and the pastor's wife ...

... left behind an intense but good job in human resources and a boyfriend she was in love with. I have also met the future Chilean Ambassador to Israel (he lives in my building), a girl from Switzerland. Last night I went to a South American party in the ...