Sleeping in Clinton's bed?

Did I sleep in Clinton’s bed?

Or Merkel’s?

Or Putin’s?

It’s possible. Rick and I are staying at the Seehof Hotel in Davos and during different World Economic Forum’s all of the above and many more world leaders have slept here.

The goal was not to sleep where a famous person slept. Rick is playing in a Swiss Hickory Golf Championship and having seen how beautiful the area is on TV, even if Richard Quest sometimes blocks the view of the mountains, I wanted to come. He says he prefers when I come along with his travels. So do I.

Add to the scenery, the golf, the escape from the heat, we happily bundled ourselves, including Sherlock into the car at 6 in the morning for the five-hour drive across Switzerland in the rain and mist.

No where in Switzerland have I ever been disappointed by the beauty.

The hotel is lovely, our room huge (I checked to see if Clinton, Merkel or Putin might have left something behind that the cleaning people might have forgotten. Nope!!!!

What we did find, water and food dishes for Sherlock, a bed and a towel for him. When we ate at the restaurant, the waiter brought out a bag of dog treats for him. The sketch on the label looked as if it were a drawing of him.

So I may not sleep tonight where Clinton, Merkel or Putin laid their heads, but if I look at the bed now, where I will be sleeping, I see Sherlock. That’s good enough for me.

Did I sleep in Clinton’s bed?

Or Merkel’s?

Or Putin’s?

It’s possible. Rick and I are staying at the Seehof Hotel in Davos and during different World Economic Forum’s all of the above and many more world leaders have slept here.

The goal was not to sleep where a famous person slept. Rick is playing in a Swiss Hickory Golf Championship and having seen how beautiful the area is on TV, even if Richard Quest sometimes blocks the view of the mountains, I wanted to come. He says he prefers when I come along with his travels.

Add to the scenery, the golf, the escape from the heat, we happily bundled ourselves, including Sherlock into the car at 6 in the morning for the five-hour drive in the rain and mist.

No where in Switzerland have I ever been disappointed by the beauty.

The hotel is lovely, our room huge . I checked to see if Clinton, Merkel or Putin might have left something behind that the cleaning people might have forgotten.

They hadn’t but what we did find, water and good dishes for Sherlock, a bed and a towel for him. When we ate at the restaurant, the waiter brought out a bag of dog treats for him. The sketch on the label looked as if it were a drawing of him.

So I may not sleep tonight where Clinton, Merkel or Putin laid their heads, but if I look at the bed where I will be sleeping, I see Sherlock and Rick. That’s good enough for me.