REGIS & CONTRA-B

Hotels seemed like the next logical place to find things international... like people, so CaGa and I hit the St. Regis for bloody bloodies. This place is swanky swanky and as far as hotels go it gets the official IMOL mark of approval - 4 1/2 martini glasses! - that's not my rating system, it's the number of drinks I had after the bloody mary (the other half I spilled on some Swedish girl's lap).

Some say all things happen for a reason. After all, it's not like a man of leisure to spill his alcohol.

This quest of mine to know all things international is going very well indeed.