I was just in Poland and stayed at the Hyatt in Warsaw. When I arrived Tuesday I visited the new LCDH and picked up a few nice smokes for the week ahead. After a great dinner at the hotel, being a Californian I went in search for the patio or bench where smokers are forced to enjoy thier evil habit. It was cold so I was not looking forward to sitting outside but Monte 2 I had just begged to be smoked. I asked at the desk for the smoking area and the manager escorted me to the huge open lounge in the lobby. Here I was seated by the lounge manager who rushed to get me an ashtray. A CIGAR ashtray. He then offered me a bottle of pelligrino since I don't drink. The manager asked if he coukd do the honors and carefully cut and toasted my cigar then held it for me and lit the end with a beautiful torch which he left for me to use. He complimented my choice of smoke brought some pastries, nuts and a newspaper then left me to enjoy the cigar. Later he came by with a small humi of the house cigars, all excellent lables with good prices. He said I was welcome to smoke my own cigars but wanted me to know they could obtain ANYTHING that I wanted with a little notice.
In all it was a wonderful relaxing enjoyable experience. I went back every night and at least one morning.
I could not help thinking that this is how life should be, used to be. No one complained. No one sneered. Just a man allowed to enjoy a cigar.
I think I like Poland.
In all it was a wonderful relaxing enjoyable experience. I went back every night and at least one morning.
I could not help thinking that this is how life should be, used to be. No one complained. No one sneered. Just a man allowed to enjoy a cigar.
I think I like Poland.
