Welcome to my perfumed garden

Really, it was quite delightful. The staff at the hotel were leaping around like children....

That's a keeper, that mental image. Living south a couple of states from NC, I can empathize with the frolickers -- I get a little giddy myself when we have snow, once every decade or so.

Hope your jet lag sorts itself out post haste.

Wait a minute. You're in the South. And you had a 7 a.m. breakfast meeting? Wow. Didn't know that was possible. In my stretch of the South, even an 8 a.m. meeting would be considered to be pushing the boundaries of what is both polite and physically possible. If somebody here had the temerity to schedule a meeting of any sort at 7 in the morning, nobody would come.