Ok, so I’m in Scotland at the Fairmont. It’s all brown, rolling hills and filled with sheeps. I love it. Just getting my self spruced up and then off for some networking.
See me rolling with the big boys.
My room is lovely. Feel spoiled.
I have my own desk. If, you know, I need to desk stuff.
And I have a shower and a bathtub. Geez.
We are going to get along just fine you fancy golf club resort and me.
Letters to my family 