Taxi to the Le Meridien hotel was pretty uneventful, except for a driver who definitely had several screws loose. He had the radio in his car maxed out on volume, and was driving like he was determined to get somewhere quickly – where I have absolutely no idea, but we made it to the hotel by 4pm with little drama.
We got to the room, and Matt had arranged for them to have a cake delivered. He mentioned the reason for the trip, and for some strange reason they decided to wish me a happy early birthday. Odd, but it’s the thought that counts!
