Sunday, October 27, 2013

Wrap Up of the week in London

Finished a long week in London.  We had our companies International Sales Kickoff which brought employees from 20 countries to the Hotel Russell.  Here are some highlights of the week.

The Russell is a beautiful old building.  On the second floor there is a gold dragon gargoyle.  Only two were made and the other one is at the bottom of the ocean on the Titanic.  You are suppose to rub the dragon's head when you pass for good luck.  Or maybe you are just patting him to console him because his brother died a horrible death.
Had some wild rain early in the week.  The buses sent a plume of water twenty feet, nearly soaking anyone who happen to be loitering around the street having a cigar.

I brought the HR team to St Paul's Cathedral.  Love it there.  The building is gorgeous, the walk to the top of the dome is an experience and the views at the top are the best in London.

At our awards dinner The Teatles played for us.  They did a nice job, but the crowd was jumping when the Hindi song came on our India team let loose.  It's interesting to watch the different countries and how they dance.  It fits stereotypes.
The Aussies are having the most fun.  Best laughs come from them.
The India team danced like they had rubber in their bones.  They are loud, too.  Very fun to watch.
The French had the dancers who were the smoothest on the floor.
The Chinese had left and gone to a strip joint.
 Before going to the strip joint Sam gives me a salute.
 Robyn and Jo posing.
 This is Samit and I delivering a review in a pub.  A first for me.
I ordered a coke, because you know I am professional.
 Brought the team to China Town.  It was fun seeing Jo absolutely try to shrink when Sam yelled at the waitress as he would in China.  He screams from across the room "Fúwùyuán", which I think means waiter.  Jo tried to tell him he's in London, not Shanghai.
 We tried to hit the cigar bar at Lanesborough but it was too busy.  We opted for drinks upstairs in the Library bar.  High class.  I had to dive in front of the waiter so Sam wouldn't order the £2500 scotch on the menu.
 Enjoy your watered down £20 Lagavulin, Sam.
 Jo opted for tea to save me some money.  Love you,  Jo.
It will be good to get home tonight, although Jen will be looking for her room service.  I could be in trouble ...

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