A group of 100 men gathered in the large room at Castle Tourbillion in the town of Sion, in the Southwest of Switzerland. Unlike the previous meetings, this time, a hundred colorful banners hanging from the tall walls decorated the main hall. Each banner depicted the coat of arms of each of the participants.
The irony of it all didn't escape him. The hall he was in belonged to Castle Tourbillion, which translated literally to whirlwind, which was exactly how he felt, all spinning out of control.
Through the balcony, Lake Zurich came into view and again she was drawn to it. She stepped outside and was enthralled by the brilliance of the sun's reflection on the water. The self-proclaimed hopeless romantic thought of what it would be like to share the view with a man. He would come up from behind her and wrap his strong arms around her, protecting her from the gentle breeze, and the world. Although the man in her short daydream was not endowed with a particular face, it struck Miki that it was definitely not her husband. (Author's note - View of Hotel Baur au Lac from lake Zurich)
The top three floors of the Pierre Hotel in Manhattan made up what was known as the ultimate penthouse. The first floor was comprised of a library, a dining room, a kitchenette and the main kitchen as well as bedrooms for the staff. The wine cellar rivaled those of the finest restaurants in the world. The 41st floor of the 43 story hotel was covered with Byzantine-style ceramic tiles that featured a commanding staircase of black marble leading to the upper floors.
The UN building on First Ave. New York City.
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